3 comments/ 42480 views/ 5 favorites Book Store By: Sexual_Thoughts It was a warm beautiful summer day in the city. I decided I wanted to get out and go exploring. I've always liked older, fuller figured, lonely women, and I knew exactly where I could find one. I had been to a small independent book store recently that was owned by a older, voluptuous woman. The store was tucked away off the beaten trail, and it was very secluded. Not many people ventured into it, and I was always the only person in the store aside from the owner when I had been in the past. I had no idea how the owner made any money from that store. The books she sold were used and she charged next to nothing for them. I assumed she owned the store for some way to occupy her time rather than to make money. An older, voluptuous woman, sitting by herself, waiting for someone to come in.... the thought got my heart pumping. As I thought about going to the store a devious plan popped in my head. I had recently bought a pair of swim shorts from Walmart. They were the strangest swim shorts I had ever seen in my life. They were more like lycra, or spandex bike shorts than actual swim shorts, and they were an exhibitionists dream. They revealed more than they covered, because the thin tight material formed to the body. Making the visual more pronounced was the fact that the shorts were light grey. When I wore it you could see my package clearly resting against the thin, tight, grey material. The thought of wearing those into the store took my breath away. There was no way I could wear those shorts in public, so I put a pair of normal short on overtop and left the house en route to the book shop. I pulled up to the front of the book shop and shut off my car. The anticipation about what I was going to do had me full of nervous anticipation. I was actually trembling as I sat in the driver seat and took my shoes off, then slipped off the normal pair of shorts. I was left sitting there in those swim shorts and my cock pulsed against the thin, grey material. The feeling of it against my cock was like heaven. I couldn't go in the store with a boner, and the more I willed myself to not get a boner, more excited I got. An accidental boner in this store, in these shorts would be an embarrassing, and sexually intoxicating event. However exciting that would be, I didn't want to be too much of a pervert. I wasn't here to get into trouble, I was here to tease my fantasy. Gaining some control of myself I got out of the car and walked into the store. The store was dim and dingy, and full of books. The older, voluptuous woman was seated at the far end of the store at a desk, reading. To describe her as voluptuous wouldn't be entirely accurate. She was fat, but in a good way. The majority of her weight, in my eyes, was in her breasts. She was definitely on the lower end of the socio economic status, and it was evident by the old, white T-shirt she wore. She must have had the thinnest cotton bra on, because I could clearly see the outline of her large nipples. Her massive breasts hung down and strained against the white material of the T-shirt. She had long hair that was for the most part greying. She was the most inviting, soft, and erotic site I had ever seen. "Hi" I managed to say. My heart was beating hard in my throat from the combination of looking at her and the excitement of standing in the store in those special shorts. I felt like I was standing there with nothing on from the waist down. I could feel my cock resting against the fabric, and if I allowed myself I could pop a boner in the blink of an eye. She looked up and took me in. She looked down briefly at my shorts, which sent a shockwave deep into me, stoking my intoxicated state. "Hi", she returned in a curious voice. I didn't want to push things right away so I stepped behind a rotating book display and pretended to look at books. "Is there anything I can help you find", she asked. I was planning for this question, and I was glad she asked it. "I was looking for the romance section", I said barley able to talk. She got up from her desk and made her way over to me. Her massive breasts hung in a pendulous shape of soft flesh. Those big nipples poking out from under the T-shirt material. As hard as I tried to not get a boner, it started to move and while still soft it got bigger. I was drunk with sexual anxiety and I could feel her presence as she stood beside me. She took second quick look down at my shorts, which sent another shock wave into me. I'm sure she has not seen anything like that in a very long time, and the thought that I was showing it to her was putting me over the edge. Even just her curiosity to look twice was enough for me to know that she was thinking about my cock. The fact that she had gotten up and come over to me meant that she wasn't offended. Instead I'd characterize her reaction as a combination of shock and curiosity. She showed me a couple books and I told her I'd buy them. She took them and walked back to her desk with me following behind to pay for them. She sat there looking at the price tags on each of the books. Finally I summonsed the nerve to say something to her. "you must really love to read... which genre is your favorite?". "Oh, yes I do like to read, and I love fantasy the most" She asked. I could barely respond because my heart was beating hard in my throat. My cock was straining against the thin material of my shorts. I kept taking glanced down at those amazing full breasts as they hung in front of her. Here loneliness was evident as she continued to talk unabated "but my favorite pastime is fantasy role playing games like dungeons and dragons" she said. The opportunity that just presented itself was like a gift. "Could I play that with you sometime" I asked. The forwardness of my question was another attempt to push the boundaries, shock her and take in her reaction, to fuel my fire. "Sure, I play every thursday night at a friends house. You can come if you want. I take the bus there. I leave at 6, so you can just show up here at 6." I could not even believe what I was hearing. It was like the most perfect situation was opening up to me right before my eyes. In a split second I thought of the possibilities... going to play that game with her and her friend. Becoming more of an acquaintance with her and letting her get comfortable with me. In this split second of fantasy I imagined us back at her shop after hours, alone. I imagined our conversation progressing to the point of friendship with me confiding my problems to her... that I really find older, voluptuous women attractive. I'd expect her to blush and try and change the subject. I'd tell try and convince her that everyone needs love and I was right there telling her how much I thought she was attractive. I'd convince her to accept my compliments and I'd ask her to let me tell her exactly what I thought was attractive about her. I'd tell her I loved her amazing, massive breasts, and those big nipples, and I'd tell her how I thought they would feel if I ever got the chance. Pushing the boundaries without scaring her off.. little by little. Breaking her down to the point of acceptance. To the point where she agreed to let me feel how soft and heavy they are, and how hard her nipples can get through her shirt without getting undressed. I'd offer her the same with my cock, using the same slow pushing of the boundaries to the point that she'd give into her curiosity. Feeling my cock through my thin shorts, stroking it as it throbbed and pulsated to the point that it exploded in an earth shattering release.... I realized I had not said anything to her for that split second because I had all those thoughts running my head. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. I was so incredibly horny not only by seeing her voluptuous breasts and big nipples through that T-Shirt, but also by the opportunity the situation presented to me. I knew I could pursue it. I knew I could do it. I know I could fulfill my fantasy. I also realized that my intention had always been just to tease my fantasy. I know I could never have my fantasy because I am married. I had always meant to go into the store, buy a book, and talk with the owner for a few minutes to give myself a snippet of what I truly wanted. I knew that this was the moment at which I needed to decline her invitation and leave, keeping with me the memory of our interaction and the fantasy which I'd develop from our meeting. Book Store-ies 01 1: Flogging Great Service Customer service gets what it deserves The characters, situations and actions in this story are merely figments of an unusual imagination. So unusual, in fact, that the author doesn't actually exist. NC This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. "So do you actually kill zombies with that button?" I asked the cashier. "Or just wear it when you're killing them?" I had stopped off in the local bookstore to see if anything new was out and while in the store I had seen a display of "zombie" signs and gotten a kick out of most of them. As I neared the counter, the cashier asked if she could help me. I walked up to the counter, glanced at the nametag on the top of her apron as I did, and said, "Sure..." and called her by name. That kind of took her aback until it occurred to her she was wearing the nametag and she looked down at it, then at me and flashed a little "duh" grin. She was around five and a half feet tall, had short reddish-brown hair framing her face like curtains. Cute and healthy in that country girl way with what looked to be a decent figure – as far as I could tell behind the counter and the apron. As I was trying to check out her tits behind the apron I noticed the "This is my zombie killing button" on the other side of the apron and that prompted the question. She said if she had to, she was pretty sure she COULD kill a zombie with the button. I glanced over at the display of signs and said, "Yeah, it's good to be prepared, 'cuz ya just never know." She had been ringing up the transaction as we spoke and she told me how much I owed. I gave her both bills and coins and she closed out the purchase. She said, "I know. I just bought a small horse farm a ways out from town, so I should be safe out there." She gave me my change and I realized she hadn't added the coins when she rang it up and still owed me another dollar, so I pointed it out. She had to call the manager, so we stood for a few minutes while she apologized for the error. The manager (a woman about my age) walked behind the counter, did her thing with the register, handed the cashier a portion of a receipt after it printed, told her to sign it when she had the chance and to go ahead and give me my additional change. As the manager turned to leave, she paused, made eye contact with at me and asked, "Should I take her out back and have her flogged?" The cashier twitched as if she had gotten a static shock. My first thought was Wow! Maybe you need to spend a little less time browsing THAT particular section of books. I smiled and said, "Nah, that's OK. Anybody can make a mistake." As I turned to leave, I saw the cashier's shoulders slump, but it occurred to me that that looked more like disappointment than relief, so I turned back. "But then again...," I said to the manager before she could turn completely away, "While it's true that anybody can make a mistake, I think sometimes people are quick to complain about the negatives and too slow to praise the positives. I think this young lady deserves a reward for her service." I continued, "So if I HAD agreed to have her flogged, would you have actually taken her 'out back' or just taken her to the back of the store?" The cashier dropped her head a little and her hair swung forward to partially hide her face. The manager looked in my eyes as if searching for something then said, "Well, I'm not really sure. No one's ever taken me up on that offer before. What do you think?" I paused for a minute while watching the cashier, then said, "Well, she definitely deserves a reward for her 'great' service. But I don't think she gave 'outstanding' service. So I don't think she deserves the added humiliation of being flogged 'out back', where anyone could just happen by and see her bare ass being flogged right out there in public in broad daylight." The girl dropped her head a little lower and I caught a glimpse of a flush coming over her neck and cheeks. "And, while she deserves a reward, it occurs to me that you shouldn't have to pull another employee off the sales floor or abandon your job yourself. Want me to take her in back and take care of that for you?" Aha! Even though her head was down, I was able to catch just the barest glimpse of a smile from the girl. The manager smiled at me, then looked at the girl and said, "Well, she IS one of my better employees, and I've gotten some good feedback from other customers, too. So, yeah, if you're willing to, go ahead." I looked across at the girl and asked, "Have you been a good girl?" She nodded slightly. "Well then, since you've been a good girl and deserve a reward, why don't you take your name tag and that 'zombie killing' button off and leave them out here. Since I believe you ARE capable of killing a zombie with the one, I'm pretty sure you'd be able to do the same or worse with the other. I'd rather not find out if I'm right if you change your mind." I turned back to the manager as the girl removed both buttons and set them on the counter with trembling hands. "Would you happen to have a flogger in the back?" I asked. She shook her head with a rueful smile. "Like I said," she said, "No one's ever taken me up on that offer before, so, sadly, no." "No problem, I'm sure we'll make do," I said, then turned back to the girl and said, "Step to the end of the counter, stop, then turn around and put your hands behind your back." I watched as she did and got confirmation of what I had suspected. When she had put her hands behind her back she had crossed her arms at the wrists with her hands slightly open. I let my voice drop in pitch and volume as I stepped quietly up behind her, "Oooh, you ARE a good girl." I leaned even closer in and rumbled, "You'll have to lead the way since I don't know where we're going. But take your time. I want you to think about what's going to happen when we get there." As she walked away, I noticed her hair was actually brown with red streaks in it and, while she had the shorter part framing her face, she had the rest pulled back in a pony-tail that fell about half-way down her back. I watched the sway of her knee-length denim skirt and considered what might be going on under there. I also noticed the cowboy boots she was wearing. Only somebody really into horses would wear cowboy boots at a job in a bookstore that had her on her feet all shift, I thought. She led me to a door marked "Employees Only", opened it and stepped inside. I stepped in myself and took a quick look around. There wasn't much back there, just a table and a few chairs. When I saw the table and where it was located, it gave me a really interesting idea. "Step around behind the table and face me." Once she was there I said, "Center yourself on the table but stay a few inches away from it." "Take your apron off, fold it up and place on the edge of the table." She did as she was told. "Place your hands on the table, palms down." "Slide your hands forward until your forearms are flat on the table." I stepped to the end of the table, leaned down so my own forearms were on it and got close up to her ear. I let my voice rumble a little as I asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?" She nodded. "You realize if that door opens, there's a very good chance that someone might see you like this?" She shivered and nodded. "And you're sure you still want to continue?" She nodded. "Do you know what a 'safe word' is?" She nodded. "Do you have one?" She shook her head slowly. "No matter. You won't be needing one anyway." She stayed there, perfectly still. Well, still, except for the way she was breathing - that strange combination of long, slow, deep breaths that still made it seem like she was panting with excitement. I could see her whole body trembling now. Excitement? Anxiety? Desire? Fear? "Would it be easier if you close your eyes?" I asked. She nodded. "Tough," I said. "You need to keep your eyes open and on that door, thinking about who might be there if it opens and what they might see." I stepped around behind her, reached out and slowly placed my hand on the small of her back. She twitched a little then arched her back up against my hand. I eased to her left side facing away from the door, barely made contact between my left hip and her left butt cheek and she pushed back to rub against me. "Whoa. Easy there, girl." I said. I put my left hand on her butt cheek and she twitched again. I slowly slid my hand down her butt cheek, then down her thigh, across the sensitive skin on the back of her knee and to the inside of her calf. "Lift." I said as I pulled a little. She bent her leg at the knee and I slipped the boot off her foot. I moved to the other side and slowly repeated the actions. The little minx tried to rub up against me again. That got her a "No!" and a small swat on the ass. "Let's see what we have here," I said as I grabbed a chair by the back and placed it behind her. I sat down behind her and leaned forward a little. "Should we do this through that skirt?" I wondered aloud. "Or through your panties? Or maybe just skin to skin?" She moaned and wiggled her hips a little at that last. "I think we'll go bareback," I said. "Spread your legs about shoulder-width apart." When she did, I reached down with both hands, grabbed the bottom hem of her skirt and slowly slid the hem up the backs of first her thighs and then her ass, turning the skirt inside-out as I did. As I continued to pull it up, I exposed a pair of pink "boy-short" underwear. Even if I hadn't been able to smell her arousal before, the scent, as it was released from the confines of her skirt, filled the room. "Put your legs together," I said. She did and I waited a while, not moving at all. I waited until she started to look around to see what I was doing. "Noooo," I said as I swatted her panty-clad ass. "You're supposed to be watching that door, aren't you?" She nodded. "OK, then." I reached out and put my hands on her hips, my palms covering the waistband of the shorts. I could feel her trembling. I hooked my thumbs and forefingers inside the waistband on either side and slowly pulled them down, again putting pressure on her ass and the backs of her thighs with the waistband as I did. When I got them down to her ankles, I tapped her right ankle and said, "Lift." She did and I slid the fabric over her foot. As it cleared her foot, I grabbed her ankle and pushed her foot back to the ground. I tapped her left ankle and again said, "Lift." She did and I finished removing her underwear, then pushed that foot to the ground as well. "Spread those legs again," I said. Nice legs, I thought. Well-toned. Like a dancer or a long-time horsewoman. "You know, as pretty as a girl's legs are in boots, they always look just a little bit better with bare feet," I said. As I looked at her tight little ass, it occurred to me that the phrase "apple-cheeked lass" was going to have an entirely new meaning in a few minutes. I reached out with my right hand and slid it past her ass-cheek, not actually touching, but a bare millimeter away. She knew it was there but it wasn't making contact. As she slowly began to push her ass back, trying to make contact with my hand, I pulled it back, maintaining the separation. When she had pushed her ass back to the point that her elbows were about to come off the table I quickly pulled my hand back then slapped it onto her naked ass. It wasn't all that hard a slap, but between the things I had done to make her more sensitive and the anticipation, she drove her hips into the edge of the table. Good thing that apron was there or she'd have bruised for sure. I reached out with my left hand and did the same thing to her other ass-cheek. From where I was sitting behind her, I could see her pussy lips slowly start to spread apart, and the aroma got stronger. I began to slowly spank her, spreading the location all around her sweet cheeks. As I did she began to rock her hips from side to side, slightly flexing her knees as she did. I maintained a steady rhythm, matching hers, only varying the location of the impacts. I could tell that she was getting some friction between her lips as she was beginning to moan fairly often and I could see a drop slowly forming on her exposed pussy. Now obviously her ass hadn't started out yellow or green like an unripe apple, but its paleness did gradually began to redden like an apple ripening until it took on that deep pretty red of a ripe Jonathan apple. I watched as she slowly sped up her rhythm and adjusted mine to match it. I could tell she was getting close to cumming when I heard a knock on the door. The girl groaned. "Stay!" I growled as I got up, walked over to the door and eased it open a bit to see who it was. The manager smiled at me apologetically and I thought she was going to tell me she had changed her mind and we needed to stop 'cuz the girl needed to get back to work or something. Damn! "I said we didn't have a flogger," she said as she smiled, "and I didn't lie. We don't. But I just sent one of the other girls to the craft store across the street and she brought back a few things you might be able to use. How're things going?" and she handed me a bag. I glanced past her to make sure no one else was in the area or looking that way, glanced back to make sure the girl still had her eyes on the door, and opened the door all the way, saying, "See for yourself." I heard a sharp intake of breath, then a long drawn-out moan. From both of them. "I'll leave you to it, then," the manager said as she smiled with a twinkle in her eye and walked away. I left the door open a few seconds more before letting it slowly close. I walked over to the table, pulled up another chair on the front side, sat down and slowly dumped the bag on the table. "Let's see what we have here," I said, mostly to myself. I glanced up at the girl and her eyes were wide. "Wow! I wonder what the clerk at the craft shop thought when whoever it was picked up this bundle of stuff?" I wondered out loud. "This bundle" must have been every bit of leather lacing, strips and straps they had in stock. I separated it into piles in front of her, watching her nostrils flare as she inhaled deeply, smelling the leather, and moaned deeply. It's funny, I thought, when most animals' eyes go that wide and roll like that, it means they're scared. When a woman's do it, it usually means they're really fucking horny. "Let's see. These laces are a little thin – think we might have to double those up so we don't open you up. And here are some half-inch wide strips, says they're three feet long. And here's some inch-and-a-half wide straps. Forty-two inches! You'll really enjoy those." I took everything off the packaging and laid the strips and straps across her wrists. She shivered. Picking up the laces, I made two bundles about twenty inches long then moved around and sat back in the chair behind her. Taking one in each hand, I began to spin them horizontally in opposite directions. The girl tensed up a bit as she heard them start to hum through the air. I tried bringing them both down on her ass cheeks at the same time, but they tangled, so I slowed them down and began bringing them down on her cheeks, alternating the blows. She started rocking side to side again to meet the laces as they fell. Sliding the chair back with the backs of my knees, I stood and slowly twisted my wrists so the laces went from striking her on the sides of her cheeks, down and around to where they were striking her cheeks from below – just where her ass met her thighs. I occasionally allowed the edges of the looped laces to graze her cunt lips and she groaned and pushed her ass farther out and spread her feet even farther, opening her crotch to me. Knowing the looped laces wouldn't cut her delicate flesh I knelt down and began to bring them straight up into her exposed pussy and asshole. She groaned and stopped rocking, just letting the laces strike her exposed lips and clit. I glanced up between her legs and realized that in pushing her ass back toward me, she had made it so she could look over the edge of the table and could see the laces slap into her swollen wet pussy. "Are you close to cumming?" I asked. She nodded. "Then here's what I want you to do," I said. "I want you to stop watching me spank your puss with these and look up at the door." She did. "Then I want you to imagine how it would feel it that door was propped part way open. People would be walking around the store. Some of them might glance in here and see what was going on." She groaned. "Some would look away. But sooner or later one of them is going to look in as they walk past, and you'll think you're safe again. But then they'll come back, stop and stare. It could be a man or a woman. They'll be standing there, watching you getting your pussy stroked with these leather straps. Then someone else will notice them looking in the door and come to see what they're looking at." I stood up, easing to her left side, and switched to using one set of the looped straps only. I doubled the rhythm so it seemed like she was still getting stroked with two straps. I put my left hand on the small of her back and pushed down. "Eventually you'll draw a crowd. Including some of your co-workers." She groaned. I slowly began to pick up the speed of the straps without increasing the force. "They'll all be standing there in that open door, watching you get your cunt stroked with leather, watching you twitch every time it hits your little clit, watching as your eyes slowly come unfocused." "Watching as your stomach begins to tighten." She began to hunch her back as her orgasm approached and then her head dipped down again. "Watching as you slowly rise up on your toes..." I reached out with my left hand and slowly gathered her pony-tail around my palm, then reached out with my right toe and hooked the leg of the chair. I put some pressure on the stretcher between the legs and pushed it across the floor. The noise it made didn't even come close to the squeak of the door hinges. But between me stage-whispering, "Crap, who's coming in here?" and me pulling her head back up quickly and firmly by the pony-tail, and it was enough. She groaned loudly, rose even further up on her toes, then curled them under her feet as her she came, her knees flexing as she did. She collapsed forward onto the table. As she lay there, gasping for breath, and shivering with aftershocks, I gathered the various laces and straps into piles, not sure how she was going to react when she finally came back to her senses. I happened to be turned partly away from her when she did and had enough time to think, OH SHIT!!, as I caught sight of her flying around the table and toward me. But she wasn't attacking me. Actually, she WAS attacking me, just not THAT way. She jumped in the air just before she reached me, threw her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist as she started to kiss me passionately. And no, I don't know how she managed to wrap her legs around me with a knee-length skirt on, but she sure knew how to, and she did. In between kisses, she managed to say, "You (kiss) are coming (kiss) out (kiss) to the (kiss) farm (kiss) with me (kiss) right (kiss) FUCKING (kiss) NOW (kiss) Mister!" She climbed down off me, slammed her feet into her boots, hooked her panties with the toe of one, flicked them up into the air, smiled as she caught them and shoved them as well as all the leather straps and laces into the bag. Book Store-ies 01 She tossed the bag that had my books in it at me, picked up the bag from the craft store in one hand, grabbed my hand with her other hand and dragged me out into the store. The manager was standing at the register and glanced over at us as we burst through the door headed for the exit. "Need some time off!" the girl called out between breaths as we walked quickly out. "Heading out to the farm!" (Breath) "You were right!" (Breath) "That's exactly what I needed!" (Breath) "Thanks, Mom!" Wait! What? Book Store-ies 02 Book Store-ies 2: Between Heaven and Hell Hovering in Limbo The characters, situations and actions in this story are merely figments of an unusual imagination. So unusual, in fact, that the author doesn't actually exist. NC<18 -- No characters under the age of 18 are depicted in this story. This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. * "It's actually an undercover zombie apocalypse response vehicle," I said. As soon as we had gotten out the door of the bookstore she had asked where my car was and I pointed it out. She laughed out loud. "Yeah, I know," I replied. "It's the kind that even puppets make fun of." That's when I said, "It's actually an undercover zombie apocalypse response vehicle. I've got all kinds of stuff tucked away in that thing just in case. And I can go a lot farther on less fuel than some folks can." She kissed me, let go of my hand, and told me to get in and follow her. I pulled out of the parking place and followed her as she walked farther out into the parking lot until she got to, you guessed it, a big-ass four-wheel drive pickup truck. She climbed in, made eye contact, smiled, then flexed her finger at me in a "come here" gesture and started to drive off. As I followed her I began to wonder what was going on. That was her MOM in the store that handed her over to me like that? CRAP! I should have told her to give me her cell phone. I just KNOW she's calling her dad, or brother, or brotherS, or boyfriend, and I am abso-tively, poso-lutely gonna get the shit kicked out of me. Nothing says I have to keep following her. I can just pull a U-turn at the next intersection. Well, maybe the next one. Or the one after that. Then there didn't seem to be much chance for a U-turn as the road gradually changed to two lanes with not many driveways off of it. She eventually put her turn signal on and we both slowed and made a turn into a narrow unmarked driveway. I followed as we drove about a half-mile back from the highway, between rows of trees that covered the drive. We left the shade of the trees and, as we did, I could see a barn. This must be the farm she was talking about. The barn was an older wooden thing - raised section in the middle with a double-door up there and a beam jutting out above it. Lower sections to either side of a bigger double sliding door on ground level. Wooden fences extending out both sides off into tree-lines. I noticed all this as I was slowly scanning the area for other cars or trucks. There was no farmhouse, so apparently they didn't live here. That meant if anyone was going to kick my ass they were either parked somewhere else or hadn't gotten here yet. She parked, jumped out and ran around her truck to my door with the bag from the craft store in her hand. She was grinning broadly and practically jumping up and down as she waited for me to get out. When I did get out, she threw herself into my arms again, hard enough to knock me back against my car, and began to kiss me passionately again, over and over. I returned her kisses, but kept my eyes open and watching the driveway. I'm no fool. At least I didn't used to think so. But then, I AM here, huh? So maybe I am after all. At least my back is to the car and no one can sneak up on me. She grabbed my hand and started pulling me toward the barn, still almost jumping up and down in her excitement. When we got to the barn, she opened a smaller walk-through door in one of the sliding doors and motioned for me to go ahead of her. "Nope! Ladies first," I said. Fool, maybe. Idiot, no. Oldest trick in the book. Well, not the oldest trick, you know what that was. But still an old trick. Let the unsuspecting idiot step into the dark barn and he gets smacked in the head and is never seen again... I was right behind her as she stepped inside and stepped immediately to one side and backed up against the door. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized she was standing about 15 feet inside the barn looking back at me. "What's going on?" she asked. "Why are you standing there like that?" "Listen, little girl," I said. "I've seen enough movies to know that when a beautiful young girl like you convinces a man old enough to be your father out to a barn in the middle of nowhere, it's going to be bad for the old man. Any minute now I figure a truck is going to pull up and your dad or your brother or brothers or your boyfriend is going to climb out, demand to know what the HELL is going on here and commence to trying to whip up on me." "You think I'm beautiful?" she asked. THAT'S what she picked up on out of all that? "Of course," I said. And she began laughing. Laughed so her she literally doubled over, with her hands on her knees to hold herself up. Oooookay. Time to get the hell out of here. Then she stopped laughing, stood up straight and walked over to me. She stopped in front of me, took both of my hands in hers and looked me right in the eyes. "I'm an only child, so there are no brothers. My dad was killed in a car accident a couple of years back -- and you are NOTHING like my dad. And my boyfriend of five years broke up with me about four months ago." "What was he, a fucking idiot?" "I made the mistake of telling him I liked to be tied up and he freaked out. Didn't call me weird or anything, but it wasn't the same between us again and he eventually stopped calling or texting, even when I called or texted him first." "Yup! He was a fucking idiot," I said. She jumped into my arms and just hugged me for a few minutes. I finally peeled her off me and held her at arms' length. And found she had tears in her eyes. "Hey, what's that all about?" I asked. "Do you know how hard it is to go through life wanting, no, NEEDING something every once in a while to make you calm the fuck down? How the pressure inside builds and builds until you HAVE to have some release? How you have to try to figure out how to tie yourself up safely before you masturbate, 'cuz just plain masturbation doesn't quite do it for you? And finally feeling confident enough in your relationship to tell your boyfriend about it and he rejects you?" I pulled her back into a hug and said, "No, I don't. And I hope you never have to go through that again. But, having said that, I have to tell you that I'm not able to take his place. I'm really only passing through. So if you feel like I've taken advantage of you, I apologize. You've been hurt and I'm not going to hurt you any more than you already have been. I guess now is when I should go get in my car and get the hell out of here before you do." And I let go of her hands, reached up to put one on either side of her head, tilted it down, kissed her on the forehead, backed up, turned around and started to walk away. "Stop RIGHT the FUCK THERE!" she shouted. SHIT! Didn't think to check her for weapons when I hugged her. I'm really off my game today. Wait, she didn't have one in the bookstore, 'cuz I'd have noticed it then. IDIOT! She was in the truck by herself all the way here. I slowly turned around to find, to my relief, no gun in her hand, but a tremendous glare being leveled on me. "No one said anything about long-term. Obviously that didn't work out for me. I know what I need right now. And mister, YOU are what I need right now. So bring your silly self over here and give me what I need." "I'm not sure if I can do that," I said. She started backing away from me, with a small smile on her face, glancing to her left and right as she did, until she finally backed into one of the main timbers holding up the hayloft. She stopped then, and slowly raised her arms over her head until she grasped a ring attached to the post at a suspiciously perfect height. "Are you sure you can't do that?" she drawled. "'Cuz you sure seemed to know how to scratch my itch back at the store." "Well, since you put it that way," I said, "why don't you give me a tour and we'll see if I can find a way to scratch that itch." She smiled as she walked toward me, took my hand and began showing me around the barn. There were stalls on either side toward the back of the barn where it led out into the pasture, but toward the front there were small rooms on either side. On the left side as you came through the door was a small studio-apartment space with a bed, a small kitchen area and a bathroom with a shower. On the other side was a small workshop with various tools, coffee cans and jars of miscellaneous nuts and bolts, and wood and leather stored neatly. Up the ladder to the hayloft was, well, a hayloft. There was a small trapdoor that could be lifted to toss bales down into the interior of the barn without having to throw them down outside. Back downstairs, we walked into the sunshine out the back door and several horses came over for attention. We started rubbing the horses' noses and I asked, "Was that really your Mom?" She nodded. "What were you thanking her for?" "She told me that the only way to 'get back on the horse' was to just ask someone. I told her I wasn't ready yet. Don't you just hate it when Moms turn out to be right?" We went back inside. One of the stalls was double-wide and had a several saddles sitting on saddle racks, along with various other bits of tack on hooks along the three walls. As I looked that area over, I made my decision. "You still want to play?" I asked. Her eyes shone in the partially darkened barn. "You bet my ass I do!" "Umm, isn't that supposed to be 'you bet YOUR ass'?" "Probably, but I'm betting my ass is going to appreciate everything you can do to it!" Yup!! "Okay. Here's the deal. I'm going to go out to my car and get a few things. When I get back, I expect you to be naked," I looked around the rough concrete floor, "except for your boots. I also expect you to be standing at the end of the wall next to the tack bay with your eyes closed. Do you understand?" She nodded. I went out to the car and got one of my kits. When I returned, she was standing exactly where I had told her. Apparently because I hadn't told her HOW to stand, she had taken it upon herself to decide for me. Wow! You ARE a good girl! I thought. She was standing with her feet spread a little farther than shoulder-width apart, exposing her lightly-furred pussy. She had her fingers interlaced behind her neck and her elbows pulled back, making her breasts push forward. And what breasts! Probably a large C cup, verging on a D. But that was just the beginning. Her areolas were the size of a 50-cent piece, but her nipples... Her nipples were the size of pencil erasers. Not mechanical pencil erasers, and not the erasers on regular wooden pencils. You know those big, fat pencils usually given to little kids? Yeah. THAT size pencil eraser. I just stood and stared for a minute...or six. I can move very quietly when I want to, and right now, I wanted to. I set my kit down inside the bay and returned to where she was standing. I silently squatted to look at her pussy. It was spread wide open and obviously wet. I figured I could get her started by using it to guide her to where I wanted. I stood up, reached down and plunged the two middle fingers on my left hand into her juicy slit until my palm cupped her pussy and the heel of my palm brushed her clit. At the same time, I said, "Come!" I hadn't expected THAT!! Instead of following me where I wanted her to go, her cunt began clamping rhythmically on my fingers and her whole body began to shudder its way through an apparently intense orgasm. When she had calmed down again, I said, "Let's try that again. Follow me." I pulled her around the corner and into the tack bay. I stopped and asked her, "Do any of these saddles already have the stirrups set for you?" "Mom and I are the same size, so all of them are." I glanced at them and the tack bay then led her over to one of the racked saddles. I tapped her left knee with my right hand, said, "Lift," and guided the ball of her foot into the stirrup. Then I tugged lightly upward with my left hand, fingers still buried up her pussy and said, "Up." She pushed off with her right foot and, I kid you not, managed to mount the saddle without ever opening her eyes or taking her hands from behind her neck. I pulled down, using the tips of my fingers on her g-spot to do so. Once she got close to the saddle, I slid my fingers out and she moaned. She scooted forward and started rubbing herself against the saddle-horn, so I walked behind her, grabbed her hips and pulled her to the back of the saddle, then said, "Stay." I saw where her cunt had been on the saddle from the wet spot, so I knew what to do next. I cracked open my kit and pulled out several items. I opened a condom and rolled it down over a dildo. It was about six inches long by about an inch and a half across and had a suction-cup on the base. I placed it on the saddle in the right position, pressed it down to set it in place, then squeezed a dollop of lubricant on it -- not that I thought it'd be needed at all after feeling how wet her pussy was. I stepped to the front of the saddle rack, then reached out and grabbed those magnificent nipples between my pointer fingers and thumbs. She gasped. I used the sides of my index fingers under her nipples and my thumbs on top to pull her upwards as I said, "Up." She rose and I used her nipples to pull her forward. Once I had her in position, I pulled down on her nipples and said "Down." She lowered herself and I used her nipples to guide the mouth of her cunt to the tip of the dildo to as she continued on down. She let out a huge sigh as her cunt was slowly filled, then gave a gasp as her clit hit the saddle-horn again. I tugged upward and she rose, then downward and she relaxed her legs and again filled her pussy with dildo, rocking her hips forward as she hit the base to rub her clit on the saddle-horn again. I continued that for a few minutes as she moaned. Then I pulled her all the way up and off the dildo and she groaned, but balanced herself with her boots in the stirrups. "Stay," I said and went back to my kit. I pulled another, identical dildo out and unrolled a condom down it, too. I put a dollop of lube on the tip, then spread it down the sides. I placed it just behind the first and pressed it into position as well. I put another dollop of lube on the tips of the two middle fingers of my right hand and stepped behind the saddle rack. I braced my left hand on the back of the saddle, then reached forward and lifted my fingertips until they came in contact with the girl's asshole. As soon as they made contact, she began to grind her hips in a small circle to spread the lube around before finally starting to push down against my fingertips. I let her push them in a little way, then pulled them away. She groaned in frustration. Returning to the front of the saddle rack, I again grabbed those fantastic nipples and began to pull her down. She was expecting to feel the first dildo against her cunt lips, but I saw her lips (her mouth lips) quirk into a cute little grin when she felt the other one nudging at her back door. I pulled her slowly down, adjusting the pressure of my pulling to what appeared to be her comfort level at accepting them both into her body. "Well, look at you, little lady," I said when she was all the way down. "How does it feel to have your pussy and ass impaled at the same time?" She moaned and began to rock back and forth, easing them only minimally in and out of her holes. "You can ride them up and down if you want," I said. She gently shook her head. "Oh, that'll never do," I said. "Tell you what. I'm going to let you rock out for a bit while I go see what I can do about this situation. OK?" She gently nodded as she pulled her lower lip into her teeth. I walked up to the workshop and poked around in the miscellaneous bits, parts and pieces hoping I could find something until... There! I've got no idea what it was, or what it was originally used for, but I knew what I was going to use it for. I grabbed a cordless screwdriver and gave the trigger a quick squeeze to make sure it worked, then grabbed the part and some screws and headed back to the tack bay. I pulled a stool over next to the saddle rack and climbed up on it. As I did, the crotch of my jeans must have made some contact with her or she guessed what I was doing 'cuz she began moving her head around until she managed to get her mouth on my erect cock and began to gently chew on it through my jeans. I reached down and swatted her lightly on the nose while saying, "Nooo." Her belly actually clenched when I did that. But she kept her mouth off of me while I worked. I screwed the part into the beam over her head, then pulled some cord out of my kit and attached it. I let the end dangle and it swayed back and forth, lightly grazing her nipples. She started twisting her torso, trying to get the cord to make more substantial contact with her nipples. I watched that show for a minute or so, then told her to make sure she kept her eyes closed and her hands behind her neck. I grabbed her right nipple between fingertip and thumb and squeezed it a little. She moaned, then gasped as I let the jaws of the nipple clamp grasp her flesh just behind the nipple. I quickly shifted to her left nipple and repeated the process. I let the chain between them dangle and the clover-style clamps tilted downward on her nipples causing a new sensation. I reached up and tugged down on the cord to get the device in the right position, then pulled upward on the chain and said, "Up." She rose until the chain on the nipple clamps was in the right position and I tied the cord firmly around the middle of the chain. "Now," I said, "you can rock or you can ride, but you can't do both." She immediately started to lower herself onto the dildos, but as she did, the clamps tightened on her nipples and the device clicked a few times as it turned. She froze for a second, then lowered herself again. As she did, she tilted her head to the side as she tried to figure out what that clicking noise was. She lowered herself again a little and again heard the click. She slowly lowered herself until she was again settled with her cunt and ass full of dildo and her clit was rubbing against the saddle-horn. She stuck her tongue out at where she thought I was, then smiled to herself and began to rock again. I smiled back at her, though she couldn't see it, and waited. It didn't take too long before she rocked too far forward and the device functioned as I thought it would. The last gear on the ratchet was pulled too far and the spring caused the cord to retract quickly, pulling the nipple clamps and her nipples back into the air. The pain made her body follow them until her pussy and ass were pulled almost completely off the dildos. Only the heads were left inside. She stayed stock still for about a minute, with just the heads of the dildos spreading her orifices, then gingerly began to drag that cord down again. Not surprisingly, it functioned again exactly the same way and she shot to her feet in the stirrups. She continued over and over, gradually speeding up until the click...click...click...click... click...click...whir...moan was as constant as a metronome. Sweat started to bead up on her skin and I could tell she was getting close to another orgasm. I quietly climbed up on the saddle behind her, careful to not touch her or make any noise. I just as carefully reached around in front of her and grasped the nipple clamps lightly. At what I judged to be just the right time, I squeezed the clamps to release them, grabbed her breasts in the palms of my hands and used them to pull her downward until her clit was on the saddle-horn, then slid forward and off the back of the saddle until my torso was firmly against hers, pushing her clit hard into the saddle-horn. Book Store-ies 02 She began to buck, torn between wanting to get off and the almost-painful pressure of her clit on the saddle-horn. "Do it!" I whispered in her ear, "Come for me. Right... NOW!" And she did. I held her in place as her body rocked for what seemed like a half-hour but was really only about five or six minutes. I eased back from her a little to relieve the pressure on her clit and she dropped her arms, leaned back against me, rested the back of her head on my shoulder, then turned her head to kiss me. "That was fan-fucking-tastic!" she whispered to me after a bit. "Stay with me?" "Baby, I told you. I can't be anything permanent for you. As much as I might like to stay here and play with your delicious little body for hours or days at a time, I've got places to go, things to see and people to do. "But I'll tell you what. I come through this way every once in a while. I'll make it a point to stop in your store when I do. You keep looking for your 'mister right'. You'll find him one day. But until then, if you're in the store when I come through and want to play, I'm sure you can find a way to let me know. "Here, let me help you down." I got down and helped her up and off the dildos, then down onto the ground. "Why don't you go up front and take a shower while I clean up back here." She started to walk away, then stopped, turned around, and said, "I know you said you had stuff in your car in case the zombie apocalypse happened, but, umm, dildos and nipple clamps? What are you going to do to a zombie with those?" "I never said that was all I had in the car. But you have to be prepared for anything." I had everything cleaned up and stowed back in my car by the time she was done with her shower. She walked out the front of the barn naked, in nothing but those boots, and over to where I stood outside the open door of my car. She walked up to me, put her hands on either side of my face, looked back and forth between my eyes, said, "Thank you," and leaned in to give me a kiss. As she kissed me she started to relax her body into mine, but then her sensitive nipples hit my shirt and she pulled back a little. "Sorry, kiddo," I said, "I've got to get going. But I'll be back. And not in that scary movie cyborg sort of way, either." Book Store-ies 03 Book Store-ies 3: Horsing Around Knock off the horse-play. No, don't. The characters, situations and actions in this story are merely figments of an unusual imagination. So unusual, in fact, that the author doesn't actually exist. NC<18 -- No characters under the age of 18 are depicted in this story. This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. * It had been about a month since the last time I had passed through this area and had a very interesting afternoon with a beautiful young lady I had met in this particular bookstore. Being a man of my word, I stopped in like I told her I would. It was a Wednesday so the new books for the week should have come out the day before. And yes, there was a bookstore in the town I stayed in last night. Right across the street from the motel, in fact. But I didn't go. I had plans. Maybe. So anyway, I walked in and went straight to the section I usually browse through and began to look for anything new. I didn't consciously avoid anyone, I just didn't happen to run into any employees. I didn't find anything new, so that part of the stop was a bust at least. I was mentally wrestling with myself over whether to make my presence known or just try to leave without being noticed. I mean, come on, a guy my age thinking that a girl hers would want anything to do with me? I was standing at the rack (one of the few in the store that I could look over the top of) and checking out both the register area and the route from where I was to the door to see if I could make it out without being recognized. It looked clear. I had seen a few employees walking around the store, but none that I recognized. I had just decided I was going to leave and save myself the embarrassment of finding out no one knew who I was and just being considered a goofy old perv for asking after her by name when I heard footsteps a few rows behind me. Those racks went pretty much floor to ceiling and had solid backs, so whoever it was hadn't seen me yet. I instinctively backed up to the end of the shelving unit and was listening to see which side of it whoever it was might be coming up and because of that I wasn't watching the far side of the store. The manager had apparently just stepped out of the door from the back room and was staring at me when I glanced over and made eye contact. She squealed, which is an unusual sound to come from a woman who was about my age. Sure, on an 18 or maybe even a 22 year old it might have appropriate, but not for someone our age. She ran across the store, threw her arms around me and gave me a hug that came close to crushing the air out of my lungs. "We thought you weren't going to come back!" she said. "I know you told her you were just passing through and that you'd stop when you came through, but you didn't give her any idea how often that might be. It was bad enough that I had to refuse to allow her to work every hour we were open, but then I had to run her out of here to take car e of the horses and stuff. She's going to be pissed she wasn't here when you got here. How long are you going to be here today? Please tell me you can stay for a few hours at least and aren't just checking the books and leaving?" "No, ma'am. I don't have to be at my next stop until the Friday and it's not that far up the road. I wasn't sure what the situation was here since it's been a month. In fact, I was just about to leave and get a motel in that area and just relax tomorrow when you saw me." "That would have been a huge mistake. She's been checking out the surveillance video every day. If she'd seen you were here and left without saying anything, you'd have not been able to stop again without something happening to you or your car. I won't say she's 'obsessed', but she's really, really looking forward to sharing some time with you again. And I can tell you you really gave her what she needed." "Um, yeah, about that... She told me you pretty much set her up?" She smiled and said, "I didn't really try that hard. You can't really just ask people at random if they'd be willing to spank your daughter. I think it was just the right circumstances when you were in that day. She's normally really anal, no pun intended, about her dealings with customers and the register, so when I realized what happened I knew she was at least intrigued by you if not that she was flat-out hot for you." "And you had no problem just offering her up for that?" "I knew what she needed because I've needed it before. I just went about it the wrong way and wound up married to the wrong guys as a result. Blinded by lust, I guess. Since then I've become a better judge of character and you seemed like the right guy. I have to admit that I wanted so badly to have followed you out there, but less to make sure you were treating her right than to see what you were going to do to her. She told me what you did to her here in the store, but won't say a word about what happened at the farm. So what DID you do to her out there?" "Well now, ma'am, if she doesn't want to tell you herself, and I know that now because you just told me, what kind of a man would I be if I told you? Probably not the kind of guy you and she'd appreciate, huh?" "Yeah, you're right. So you're free for the rest of the day at least, and maybe part of the evening?" "Yup." "OK. Let me check something real quick." She pulled out her cell phone and sent a quick message. A few seconds later she got a reply. She started typing a new message into her phone as she asked if remembered the way to the farm. I told her that I really good at finding places I'd been to before, especially ones that were particularly memorable. Part of my job is to be observant without seeming to be, so I was able to get a look at the message she had composed just before she hit "send". "Red, 5, chilly"? Sounded like a football play, but was definitely a code for something. I flicked my eyes away from her phone to hide that I had read it and my eyes just happened to fall on two of her employees across the room as their phones beeped, buzzed, dinged, whatever, to let them know they had a message. They both pulled them out and their eyes scanned the room before locking on the manager and me. I was just registering the huge smiles on their faces when I heard running footsteps behind me turn into a skid. I turned in time to catch another employee as she slid past the end of the shelves. She looked at the manager and said, "Really?" with a glint in her eyes. Then realized I was holding her by the upper arms to keep her from falling. "Oh. Oooohhh. Ooooooooohhhhhhh!" What the heck was THAT all about, I thought. "Why don't you head out to the farm? She's expecting you. She knows what's going on." That makes one of us. I drove out to the farm and when I pulled in saw her truck and a car. I was momentarily disappointed that someone else was here because I had been looking forward to playing -- assuming she HAD wanted anything to do with me. I heard a piercing whistle as I stepped out of my car and walked through the barn to see what was going on. And hell yeah, I paused for a few moments in the tack bay where we had played before. The device was still attached and the cord was still dangling. Hard to tell whether it had been used or not. I walked out the back of the barn into sunshine again and saw her standing with her boots on the bottom board of the corral fence and her tightly denim clad ass slightly poked out at me as she leaned over the top board. I walked up next to her and leaned my elbows and forearms on the top board. She reached over and gave me a big, but quick, hug and turned back to the corral. In the corral was a chestnut gelding, being ridden by another good-looking young lady. The horse was walking around the ring in a counter-clockwise direction. The gal on the horse had blond hair with brown roots and was wearing boots, a long skirt flowing skirt that was tucked between her and the saddle-horn in front and draped across the back of the saddle behind, and a tight t-shirt with a sports-bra beneath -- not that the sports bra was having to work hard to contain what were probably B-cup breasts sitting high up on her slender body. As I watched, the girl next to me gave the occasional whistle and, to my surprise, the horse would switch direction, stop, and begin walking again. She looked over at me and said, "I think the training is going pretty well, don't you?" "How long have you been training her?" "About three hours, with a couple of breaks." "That's amazing!" I said. "Oh, she still needs some work, but she's getting there." "What? I've not been around a lot of horses so I'm not sure, but if you got that one to respond to whistle signals in a few hours, I'd say that was definitely amazing and I'm not sure what else you could do with her." To my surprise, she busted out laughing. Laughed so hard she actually fell of the fence in fact. When she finally brought her laughter under control, I asked her what was so funny? "Oh mister! You don't have a clue, do you? It's not the horse I'm training!" "Huh?" She gave another whistle or two and the horse slowly walked over to just the other side of the fence from us then stopped. I noticed that the closer the horse got, the less success that sports-bra was having at containing the expansion of the girl's nipples. "I got this idea from you, you know?" "What are you talking about? I don't know anything about training horses." She laughed again, then said, "Lift your skirt girl! Oh, wait, you can't can you?" It was then that I noticed the girl's wrists were lashed together with a strip of familiar-looking leather that was then wound around the pommel of the saddle so her hands were held folded atop the pommel. "Lift her skirt for me, would you? The girl groaned as I reached out and lifted the hem of the long skirt. I pulled it up and out and the sun shone through it to illuminate the scene beneath. I kind of got an indication of what she had been referring to when she said it was my idea when I saw the bases of two dildos stuck to the top of the saddle and smiled over at her as I lowered the skirt part way. I knew SHE was good for anything (at least I thought she still was), but I had no idea who the girl on the horse was and what she thought about what was going on. "So what, you're using those dildos to keep her centered on the saddle or something?" "No, she's pretty good at keeping centered left-to-right and in pretty good position front-to-back. What she's had problems with is keeping herself up in the stirrups. I took your idea and changed it a little." I still had no clue what she was talking about until she pulled the tip of a riding crop out of the side of her left boot and used it to nudge my hand to lift the skirt again. When I did, she moved the leather tongue at the end of it over to point at something on the saddle. I saw what she was pointing at, drew the appropriate conclusion and laughed. The cunning minx had taken a couple of pieces of leather and pushed tacks of some kind through them, making a grid. Then she had fastened them to the saddle around the bases of the dildos. I now understood the occasional wince I had seen on the face of the girls on the saddle. It looked like every time she would either intentionally lower herself onto the dildos or let her legs relax too much, she would have those tacks driven into the tender flesh of her ass cheeks and the tops of her thighs. "Watch this!" and she whistled. The horse moved away at a walk. She whistled again and the horse began to trot. I could hear the girl groan from where we stood and saw her wince as her body rode up the dildos, then hard down onto them I thought this was going to get interesting, then she surprised me by bringing the horse back to a walk over to us and stop. ""You have a knife?" "Of course I do." "Do me a favor and cut that skirt off?" The blond on the horse groaned as I climbed up on the fence, pulled my knife out, grabbed the bottom of her skirt and slowly ran the knife up the side of it. At first I was able to hold it away from her leg, but eventually I had pull harder to hold it away from her thigh to keep from cutting her. I'm sure the horse moved. What I'm not sure of is whether it moved on its own or if it moved because she nudged it. Either way, her thigh rubbed against the back of my hand. The higher I cut, the harder she pushed against my hand. I finally got up to the waistband and cut through it. As I did, I glanced up past those perky nipples and into her face. She was biting her lower lip between her teeth and her eyes had a look of pure desire. "While you're at it, why not take the shirt and bra, too?" This time I reached out and slid the tip of the blade up under that tight t-shirt. She shivered as she felt the flat of the blade touched her skin. She watched as I turned it so the blade faced away from her skin and slowly began to run the back of the blade up the skin of her belly. I continued to slowly raise the knife and the taut fabric separated to either side of the blade. I slid it up until I felt the tip lightly touch the bottom of her sports bra, then pulled it outward a little and continued, lowering the back of the blade against her skin once it was past the bra. She watched as long as she could, then instinctively pulled her chin up and away from the blade. I slid it up until the neckband parted. But I didn't pull the blade away from her skin. I let the back of it slide up the left side of her neck and she shivered again as she moaned. I pulled it away and used it to cut up the outside of each arm and through the neckband, then pulled the ruins of her t-shirt away from her. I finally slid the blade under the shoulder straps of the bra and they parted easily. That left only the main part of the bra to go and it didn't stand up to my blade any more than the rest of her clothes had. Her pert breasts bobbed as I pulled that fabric away as well. "Thanks! This is going to be much better now." And she whistled. The horse began to walk. She whistled again and it began to trot again. At first the girl on the horse (and her little titties) just bounced up and down with the rhythm of the horse, then started to slide upward and forward then back and down on the dildos. She seemed to be pushing herself down with a little more force than before. Then the girl next to me whistled again and the horse broke into a canter. The girl on the horse groaned as she was forced to plant her ass and thighs firmly onto that tack-covered saddle and rock back and forth on them. Her nipples were pointing out from her tits. She let them move that way for a few more minutes and the girl's moans became more frequent and her nipples became harder. "Like the show?" "Hell yeah!!" "You ain't seen nothing yet. Check this shit out!" and she whistled yet again. I'm not sure why you would train a horse to buck to a whistle, but apparently that's what she had done. It didn't buck hard, but the girl on the horse clamped her hands on the pommel, squeezed her knees into the horses chest and screamed as she was flung up and down on the two dildos impaling her cunt and ass. The screaming quickly lost its note of surprise and took on a note of passion that didn't take long to transition into a really loud orgasm. When she was done, the girl next to me whistled the horse to walk over to us. She opened the corral gate and the horse followed us into the barn. Once we got inside, I was asked to cut the straps off the girl's wrists then help her off the horse. I untied them instead and said, "Never cut good rope or good leather. You never know when you're going to need it again," and she smiled up at me. I wrapped my hands around the girl's slender waist and I could feel her still trembling -- whether from the strength of her orgasm, from the pain of having had those tacks driven into her tender flesh, or from the stress on her thigh muscles from trying to stay off the tacks for that long I wasn't sure. "Can you take her up front, help her get cleaned up and put something on her ass and thighs while I take care of the horse?" I wrapped an arm around the girl's waist and she laid her head on my shoulder as we walked through the barn. Her hip made almost constant contact with mine as we walked since we were both about the same height. I got her up front and into the shower of the little apartment. "Can you wash my back for me, please?" Well, shit. "OK." She turned her back to me and I began to soap her up. It didn't take long to wash that slender back and I was about to hand the scrunchie over her shoulder when she turned around. "Now my front, please?" Double shit! So I soaped up her shoulders and took a quick pass between her breasts and down to wash her belly. "Uuummmm, mister? I think you missed a spot." Triple shit!! I'm not even sure what's going on with the first girl and now this one wants to tease me? Is this some sort of test? So I soaped her little boobs, running the scrunchie around and around them with the edge of it only occasionally touching her nipples. "Can you do my legs, too, please?" as she lifted one graceful leg up and out. I held her ankle as I soaped up her leg to about mid-thigh. I stopped and motioned for the other one and she gave a little groan of frustration. I glanced at her and lifted one eyebrow in a question and she complied. I soaped that slender but well-muscled leg to about the middle of her thigh as well, then let go of her leg and her foot dropped back to the floor of the shower. I held the scrunchie out to her and stood there looking into her eyes. Finally she broke the silence and said, "Would you please wash my pussy?" Hell, I like to think I'm a gentleman (sometimes) so I told her to spread her legs and I washed the fronts and sides of her thighs before finally getting the scrunchie up into her crotch. I really didn't wash her then. I pretty much just held the scrunchie as she rubbed her cunt furiously against it until her body spasmed as she rocked through another orgasm. When she was done, I told her to turn around and gently washed the backs of her thighs and her ass cheeks. I tried to be gentle. Really, I did. But it was hard to be gentle with this woman constantly pushing her ass and thighs into the scrunchie harder and harder. I scrubbed (what the hell else was I supposed to do at that point?) her ass cheeks, and when I slipped the scrunchie between her ass cheeks to scrub her little asshole, I'd swear she had yet another orgasm. We got her out of the shower and dried off. I was looking around for something for her to wear or to put around her when I heard, "You'll probably need to put some antibiotic on those." She handed me a tube of something and told the girl to lie down on the bed. I tried to be gentle again as I spread the gel around her ass cheeks and thighs. It was making me just a tad uncomfortable with one girl moaning and pushing her body back against my hand and the other looking over my shoulder and breathing in my ear. The girl on the bed said, "Oh, fuck, mister! You're making me all sticky down there!" Down there, um, where? The girl behind me finally said it looked like that was good enough and the one on the bed groaned. "Suck it up, bitch! You know the plan for later, right?" The one on the bed nodded. "OK. We'll see you there. Now go." The girl jumped up and walked out, still naked. I started to wonder whether she had another set of clothes and whether she could sit to drive her car, then stopped thinking as I was a little distracted by lips grinding on mine. Book Store-ies 03 "I thought you were never coming back!" she said between kisses. She pulled back and slowly unbuttoned her flannel shirt to expose her braless tits. "I need you so badly right now." And she pulled me back in for another kiss. My hands drifted quickly (can something "drift quickly"?) up to her breasts and I began to gently squeeze and knead her nipples. "Harder." "Harder!" "HARDER!!" And she slumped against me. "Shit, mister. If the feeling of power you get when you do things to me feels anything like what I felt doing that to her, it's a wonder you don't just dominate every woman you meet. And then watching you rub her like that and her pushing into your hand... I was just so primed and ready to burst! I've never had an orgasm just from having my nipples pinched before. She glanced at her cell phone. "Fuck!!" "We need to get going. I really wish we could stay out here a while longer and you could do deliciously wicked things to my body, but... I need you to wait here ten minutes, then meet me back at the store." And before I could say anything -- or even before I could grab her and drag her back to me -- she whirled away, out the door. I stood there, muttering a "Fuck" of my own as I heard her truck start and drive away from the farm. Book Store-ies 04 Book Store-ies 4: Lessons Learned Busted! NC<18 -- No characters under the age of 18 are depicted in this story. This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. OH SHIT!! Busted!! I waited the ten minutes she had asked me to wait. But I didn't waste my time. Based on her reaction to seeing me and the kisses at the end as well as everything that transpired in between, I had a feeling I was going to be here again. And hopefully again a few times more after that. I dug through the shop area and found a few more items that gave me some really interesting ideas. Some I placed in various locations around the barn and some went into the back of my car so I could do a little work on them. I left on time and hit a little bit of traffic on the way back to the bookstore. When I pulled into the parking lot I saw her truck and the other girl's car parked outside the store along with a few others. I went back to wondering how the girl on the horse had driven here from the barn, whether she had had another set of clothes in her car. Then I wondered how she had driven back to the bookstore with her ass being as sore as it had to be. The antibiotic I had used was just that. No pain killer. Maybe she had something in her purse or car? I parked, walked up to the door and pulled. It didn't open. I tried the other one and it didn't open either. I backed up to make sure I was at the right place (I really didn't think I was at the wrong place because I'm usually pretty good about knowing exactly where I am at all times), and sure enough I was. The posted hours said they were open 'til seven tonight. Glancing at my cell phone, I saw that it was only a little after five. But backing up further made me notice a sign in the window saying "We had to close early today. Sorry. Please come back tomorrow." What the fuck!? She told me to meet her here. I turned and looked at her truck, but she wasn't in it. I began to think it was some sick joke and was heading back to my car to leave when I heard the lock on the door behind me snick and the door open. "You weren't really thinking about leaving, were you?" It was her Mom, the manager. "Come on in." As I entered, I noticed the lights were all out, which seemed to go along with the sign. There was still enough light coming through the windows, though, to let me see they had moved some things around. Where a set of rolling shelving units had stood behind the register area was now filled with the big leather sofa and what looked to be all of the big overstuffed chairs from around the store -- all facing toward one chair. That chair was sitting with its back to the door to the back room. It must have been the fact that the lights were out and it was hot outside, but it seemed like the temperature dropped significantly and I shivered as I walked through the store. Her Mom led me to the single big chair and guided back and down into it then disappeared behind me. Oooooookkaaaayyyy?! I sat there for a few minutes and then sensed movement behind me. I turned to look over my shoulder as a group of young women filed slowly out of the back room with blankets draped around them. I recognized the three from in the store earlier and the one from the farm even more recently. A few others looked familiar since I'd been here several times before. They all came out like they were in some sort of procession. The only thing missing was the weird music and chanting. OK. What the fuck was going on? They all took seats either on the sofa or on the chairs. Well, all but one. She started to, then shot to her feet and leaned against the end of one of the shelving units. The Mom came out then, wrapped in a blanket as well and took the last remaining chair. Finally, the girl came out from behind me, pushing a small cart. This is getting really, seriously weird. She pulled the cart up next to my chair on the right side of my chair, then pulled a floor lamp over from behind the register area and turned it on. She was wrapped in a blanket as well and when she sat on the left arm of the chair I got a nice flash of bare leg. She slid over and leaned into me. "You're probably wondering what's going on here, huh?" I nodded. "We're hoping you'd be willing to read some things for us for our book club, if you don't mind?" That kind of explains the store being closed, though not necessarily why it was closed earlier than usual. It also explains the chairs being in a semi-circle facing me. It doesn't explain the lights being out, the cold and the blankets, or the weird procession thing. "What we'd like you to do is read a couple of pages from some of our favorite books if you're willing to? There's one here for each of us." "Yeah. Sure. Ok." "Do this one first." "This one" turned out to be a few pages from a historical romance, where the female heroine was forced to marry an older man to cement a political alliance. She had thought it would be a marriage in name only, but it turned out the new husband expected her do her "wifely duties". She tried to avoid them, but she eventually was trapped in his bedchamber and was stripped and then ravished. Another was about a woman who worked as a secretary and wound up being spanked, first for something she did wrong, then just because, then because she had gotten to liking getting spankings from her boss. Yet another was a fairy tale about the princess who had been spelled to sleep and was woken by a prince. Only he wasn't so fair. In fact, he was quite hard on her, but she grew to love it. Another was, well, you get the idea. As I read each of the passages, I became aware that there was something going on under each of those blankets. I'm usually pretty on top of things, but for some reason I figured they were just rubbing themselves to warm up since it was still chilly in the place, if not getting chillier. I hadn't heard the HVAC unit shut off since I'd been there. When I got about a third of the way through the pile the girl said, "This isn't going to work," and walked away for a few seconds giving me another flash of bare leg and thigh as she did. The HVAC continued to work, only now it was blowing warm air instead of cold. The store began to warm up as I continued to read, but I noticed the movement under the blankets continued. It struck me as odd that they would still be trying to warm up when it was now warm enough in there that several had sweat breaking out on their foreheads. How could I tell? There was still enough light coming in the windows, there was the light next to me, and the occasional hand would duck out from under the blankets to wipe and push hair back from their foreheads and eyes. About the time I got to the beginning of the last third of the books it had started to get pretty warm in there and the girl said, "Oh, this is going to get good now." I continued to read and as I did I noticed movement in my peripheral vision above the book I was reading. Apparently the heat had begun to affect the girls as well since the blankets began to be pulled back further and further. I finished the one I was reading and looked around the room while picking up the next one. And almost dropped it. I found out what was going on under those blankets. Not a DAMN thing!! Or a hell of a lot, depending upon which way you looked at it. Every single one of them was nude beneath those blankets and was in the process of rubbing their nipples or their pussies or both at the same time. It turns out it wasn't so much a book club as a masturbation club and I seemed to be the entertainment. I continued to read, now putting more emphasis on some of the words or drawing out the stories a little more to increase the tension in the room. I finally finished the last book in the pile and set it down. As I did, it occurred to me to count them. "Hey, kiddo, I noticed there's one more woman here than books. Any reason why?" "Well, there's one woman whose story wasn't in a book. Mom?" I focused on her Mom as she walked over to the register area, just as naked as the rest of the girls. As she did, I noticed the girl left my side. I reached out for her hand and she grasped it, then let it slip through hers. "Go ahead and read. I'll be able to hear you." Her Mom came around the corner of the register area with a stapled batch of what appeared to be printer paper in her hands. They were folded lengthwise so I couldn't see what was on them. As she stood there I checked out her body since she was standing so closely and was in the cone of light from the lamp. For a woman closer to my age, she was in pretty good shape. Not as good as her daughter or any of the 20-somethings lounging around the room stroking themselves, but without them to compare to, she would have been, fuck that, she WAS a total MILF. Fairly flat belly, a small landing strip and, while they weren't pert or perky, she still had a pretty nice set of tits. I wasn't sure if it was the girl that had just left, her Mom, or all the women together, but the smell of female arousal was seriously strong and it was really starting to get to me. If I hadn't already been involved with her daughter... Wait. WAS I "involved" with her daughter? I had already told the girl I couldn't be anything permanent. I wasn't sure if the scene that had played out a few hours ago was any indication, or the fact that every single story I had just read had to do with either a woman being forced, or coerced or dominated, but I had the feeling that she had some sort of a plan for me. Eventually her Mom handed me the papers and said, "Let me get back to my chair before you start, OK?" I waited 'til she got back to her chair, where she sat back and threw both her legs up and over the arms as her own hands went back to work. I unfolded the paper and that's when it hit me. OH SHIT!! Busted!! The top of the paper read, "Toy Store-ies 1 -- Flogging Great Service." Yeah, I had written the story of what happened between us and submitted it to Literotica. I know I read the site fairly often, but I wasn't sure how many other people did. Of course I had used a pseudonym when I submitted the story and hadn't used any names. Not so much to protect the innocent, 'cuz there wasn't a whole lot of innocence that had gone on in that story. Or on that afternoon. I started reading the story and the girls gradually started to focus a little more on me as they recognized the story. Then they began to focus more over my shoulders. As I continued to read I began to imagine what was going on over my shoulder that would have drawn their attention like that. I started to turn around as I read and she yelled, "NO! Keep reading!" I shifted a little in my seat and found a gap between some of the ladies and I was able to catch a reflection off a framed poster. The lights in the store were out, but she had turned a light on back there so the girls could see her -- and she could see them watching her. She was bent over that table just like the story said. Obviously there was no one actually back there spanking her, but her body was twitching and jerking as if someone was. Or maybe it was jerking and twitching because she was only leaning on the table with her left forearm instead of both of them. I figured I knew where the other one was. I started watching her reflection and adjusting the pace of my reading to match her movements. As I got to the part where I had pulled the chair across the floor I heard the table slide across the floor and when I read the line, "Crap, who's coming in here?" I saw her head snap up and her body rocked just the same way it had a month ago. Apparently the rest of the ladies were into the story and the scene too, because the store filled with the sounds of their orgasms. One was moaning loudly as she squirmed in her chair while she rubbed her extended fingers over her pussy. One was saying "Fuck" over and over again as her hips pumped against the two middle fingers of her hand stuffed up her quim. One was groaning as if she was in pain (and it wasn't the one leaning back against the end of the bookshelves). That one was leaning with one hand on the back of a chair and positively GRINDING her ass into the end of the bookshelf she'd been leaning against. Not making any noise, just breathing hard with her eyes flicking back and forth between the girl and me. One wasn't making noises with her mouth, but her ass was making noises as it slid back and forth on the leather cushion of the chair she was sitting in as she rode the fingers she had pressed against the cushion. One was making the cutest little noises, almost like hiccups, but I've never heard hiccups sound that sexy. One had turned her chair around and was riding the arm of it like a machine. She sounded like one, too, with the steady hard intake of breath then her blowing it out through pursed lips. One was upside-down in her chair and then twisted to shove her entire fist up (down?) herself. One was squatting on the balls of her feet with her knees spread wide. Somehow she had gotten into a position where her heels were rubbing back and forth across her pussy lips. That freed both hands up and she was using those to pinch her nipples, groaning as she did. One had her feet braced on the front edge of the chair and her shoulders braced on the back and her hips thrust upward until her body was stretched like a taut bow. It may have been her that was letting out a noise that was just short of a scream. I couldn't tell 'cuz her head was apparently thrown even farther back and I couldn't see her face. Whoever it was, I have no idea how she was able to make that noise that long without ever pausing for a breath. Her mom had two fingers of one hand up her cunt and was using a finger and the thumb of the other hand to pull one of her nipples so hard I thought she was trying to pull her tit clean off her chest. Her head was dropped, but I could still see that her brow was furrowed, her face was scrunched tight and her entire body was turning an interesting shade of dark red. Apparently she finally finished orgasming and her head flew back, her eyes flew open and she practically wheezed as she drew in a huge breath. Then I couldn't see much as the girl flung herself around the corner of the chair and into my lap. Which almost snapped my throbbing crank in half. "SHIT!!" I yelled as I grabbed her with one hand in the small of her back and the other beneath her right thigh and lifted her off me. Apparently that had drawn the attention of all the ladies, because when my eyes quit watering (watering, not crying, jackass) and I looked up, they were all staring at us. Now that I think about it, that might possibly have had to do with the fact that it took a minute or three for my eyes to quit watering, and in that time, I was still holding her up away from me. Now I'm not super strong, but I do understand leverage. I had propped my elbows on my stomach, but they couldn't see that, so to them, I had been holding her the whole time just using my arms. That left wide eyes and open mouths. Guys, back me up. At that point, you HAVE to play along, don't you? I slowly slid my elbows off my abs and slowly lowered her to my lap. She sighed as I did, probably because she hadn't been able to see my elbows either and thought I'd been levitating her just using my arms, and leaned in to kiss me. "So have you submitted any other stories about us yet? I looked at your profile and it was the only one listed." "Why do you think that was me?" "Because, you silly, sexy man, that story told exactly what happened between us. The possibility that someone else might have been able to make that up in that level of detail is just bizarre. Besides, you didn't ask what Literotica was, so you've obviously been to the site before." "I really wish you hadn't seen that story." "Why not? I thought it was fucking AWESOME! You have no idea how many times I've finger-fucked myself reading that story. Then tonight I got myself off while all of my co-workers were watching me! There's no way I could have done that if we were actually open, and there's no way I would have thought of that by myself. I can't wait to read what you wrote about our time at the barn. And I just bet you're going to write about this afternoon and this evening, aren't you? "Kiddo, the reason I wish you hadn't seen that story and figured out it was me is that I have submitted a few other stories. They haven't been posted yet. Some of them are complete fabrications. Some have an element of truth to them. You might not like some of the things you find out about me." "Are you an ax murderer?" "Well, there was that one time, but that wasn't really murder, more a necessity." "Ah ha ha ha ha! But seriously, dude, what's up?" "Shit. I'm married. Have been for probably longer than you've been alive. I shouldn't have done this." "Why? I've inherited a couple of things from my Mom. I know she made some mistakes with her first two husbands, but I think I'm a pretty good judge of character too. I know you didn't make the decision to take her up on the offer easily. "I know that despite having had a couple of opportunities with me here and at the barn last time and the barn this afternoon you haven't tried to have sex with me or my friend. In fact, the one time I tried to get to your cock you slapped me on the nose like I was a naughty puppy." "Sorry about that." "Don't be. That was part of what had me so worked up that day. . "I know you had a naked woman in the shower and you didn't do much more than wash her or hold that scrunchie while she rubbed herself against it. Then she was fresh out of the shower and laid face-down on a bed and all you did was rub antibiotic into her ass and thighs. "Even now you could have not told me, you could have not said a word and just walked out and never come back. Or you could give me the old bullshit lines about how your marriage hasn't been a marriage in years, or your wife doesn't understand you. Do you know how important it is to be able to TRUST someone... Wait, does your wife not know about this side of you?" "She knows. And we've played. You'll see from the stories when you read them. But we don't have a barn like you do. It's still something I shouldn't be doing. I should be leaving now." "Mister, you haven't really done anything. Shit! You haven't even kissed me. Every time we've kissed, it's been me kissing you! If you don't believe me, you have the story of our first time right there in your hands. Read the last little bit. I kissed YOU! Nowhere in there does it say our mouths opened and we played tonsil-hockey or anything like that. And at the barn a little bit ago we kissed, or I kissed you. I mean, you didn't just stand there, but you didn't let me slip my tongue in your mouth when I tried. "Since it means that much to you, we all promise that we will not ask you to fuck us in the mouths, our pussies or our asses. And none of us will give on to the temptation to grab or bite your cock or slip you some tongue if we kiss you when showing our appreciation. Right?" I thought she was saying "Right?" to me, but then realized the other women had slowly gathered around behind her, but not too closely. As I looked around that arc of beautiful nude female flesh, each one caught my eyes and nodded. "Wait. ALL of you?" ""Do you know how I found out about your story on-line? I told Mom about what happened in the store and was trying to figure out how the write that story up to submit it myself when she called me in and had me read yours. About 45 minutes later the first of these other sluts called me to tell me to check it out. Book Store-ies 04 "After that, word got around. And I guess it became obvious to the rest of them when I started asking if anybody had been in and asking about me and then obsessing over the store video. Oh, speaking of which, do you want a copy?" "Copy of what?" "The video of what you did to me here in the store? I pulled the surveillance video from all the cameras from that day and edited it into a DVD. You, sir, are a very popular man with this group of admirers." "I didn't see any cameras." "They're really well hidden. Makes it too easy to avoid or disable if you know they're there. Wait! You really mean you had no idea there were cameras in here?" "Yeah, why?" "What do you do for a living?" "I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you." "Ha ha. That line is so overused and so old it's not funny." "It was old when that movie came out, but it wasn't funny then and it isn't funny now." "Oh." "Why are you asking about my job?" "If you really didn't know about the cameras that makes it even more amazing." "What's that?" "Do you know that out of the entire time you were in the store that day I couldn't find a single frame of video that I could see your face? I tried so hard to find one so I could print it and post it next to all the registers and couldn't find a one. So what do you say?" "Say to what?" "To us being friends with benefits? Except we'll be the only ones getting any benefits. Think of yourself as a coach or a teacher... Ooooooohhhh. That gave me an idea of something I'd like you to 'force' me to do sometime if you ever run out of ideas." I could hear the air quotes in there even though she didn't make the gesture. "You stop in here, any time of any day and one of us will be waiting and ready to play, either here or at the barn. We've already decided on our safe words and phone calls before and after to make sure we're all OK, though we expect we'll always be MUCH better than just 'OK' with you around. No commitments, no jealousies. "Just you giving us what we need every once in a while. "But fair warning. You might wind up with more than one of us at a time. So you'd better be ready to coach your 'A' game any time you come in. By the way, we're going to get dressed now and we're going out to eat together. Our treat. And any time you come through here, you don't need a motel. You'll be staying with Mom and me. "Don't look at me like that! The guest room. Didn't you hear what we promised a few minutes ago. Now, do we have a deal?" "We have a deal." Book Store-ies 05 Chapter 5: Expanding Circle NC-18 -- No characters under the age of 18 are depicted in this story. This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. If you haven't read 1 through 4, you might want to go back and read them first. You'll probably be disappointed when I tell you I didn't stop at the bookstore the next time I passed through that area. But that's not to say I didn't stop in the area. ***** As I mentioned, after my last visit and that fantastic experience in the store we all went out to dinner. We had to get a meeting room in the back of the restaurant to fit us all in and be able to talk without constantly having to look over our shoulders to make sure no one was overhearing us. Over the next hour or three I got to know each of them by name and was able to put names to faces, but more importantly, was able to put stories to names to faces and was able to ask some questions. The fact that it was in a group of like-minded women who apparently knew each other fairly well made it seem less like an interview and that was a plus as well. I also got to observe the interactions between them -- both the spoken and the unspoken. When dinner was over, I followed the girl and her mom to their house. I took one of my bags from the back of my car and followed them inside. The girl grabbed me by the hand and gave me a tour of the house, then led me into a bedroom. As I got a look at it I started to back out, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. "Dude, we already told you, nothing's going to happen." Then, as she saw me glancing at the feminine décor, said, "Remember? Two women live here? Why wouldn't our guest room be decorated in a feminine manner?" "Ah. Gotcha." "So what time do you need to be on the road tomorrow?" "I'll set an alarm." "I didn't ask that, what time do you need to be on the road?" "About eight thirty." "K. See you in the morning." I unpacked a few things, ducked into to the bathroom across the hall to brush my teeth and piss, then slipped back across to "my" room. I stripped down and slipped into the bed and tried to drift off to sleep, but it was too warm in the room. I gradually peeled back the comforter and the blanket, leaving only a thin sheet covering me. I woke up without moving in the dark to a sound and the quick realization that some things had changed. The first was that the room had cooled a bit, the second was that at some point I had kicked even the thin sheet off me and the third was that, as I laid there, making sure my breathing stayed as deep as if I was still asleep, I was able to hear someone breathing inside the room. It sounded like the girl was trying to breathe quietly, but having a hard time with it, mostly because there were rhythmic catches in it as she breathed heavily in and out. I listened for a few minutes as the catches became more rapid and determined where she was in the room. I waited another minute or two and when she finally took that deep breath that told me she was about to have her orgasm I quickly rolled out of the bed and took three quick steps to where she was, put my hands on the outside of her upper arms just below her shoulders, picked her up about six inches off the floor, pinned her to the wall with my body back from her, then leaned in and quietly growled, "Cum!!" My caution had paid off, because as she came, her knees jerked up and out over and over like a frog trying to swim in mid-air. But something seemed "off" with the noises she was making. Suddenly I heard a door open down the hall, but that sound sounded "off" too. I had just started to consider what it was that seemed "off" when I heard the girl's voice call out, "Mom? Are you okay?" The figure in my hands tensed. FUCK!! That's when the mom giggled. Loudly. "In here, honey!" DOUBLE FUCK!! So of course she comes in the room and flicks the light switch, turning my night vision to crap. When my eyes adjusted somewhat through their slitted lids, I gradually opened first my left eye, then my right. When I opened my left eye I saw the girl's mom smiling at me, still pinned to the wall and giggling in a way that seemed as unusual as the squeal from a visit or so ago. "Mom! What are you doing in here?" "Oh, nothing." She looked down her front at her toes still dangling about six inches off the floor. "Just, um, hanging around," she smiled. "Well, what happened?" "I woke up and needed to use the bathroom and when I came by here the door was slightly ajar and I caught a glimpse of him on that bed with no sheets on and I was worried he'd get cold." "Mom, it's like 80 degrees in here!!" "Well, yeah, but since he was so sweaty I was afraid that as it evaporated it'd cool him too much." "Yeah, I might buy that one, but why were you using the bathroom down here when there's one in the master bedroom?" "It's, um, out of toilet paper?" "I just put half an 18-pack of it in there yesterday. How'd the door get open? I know it was closed when I went to bed." "Oh, that. Well, you see... I was walking down the hallway in the dark and I'm not used to doing that 'cuz there's a bathroom in the master bed..." "Yeah, Mom. I just reminded you you have a bathroom in your room. So...?" "It was dark, I tripped, grabbed the handle to keep from falling, the door opened and I fell inside." "Nice try, Mom." "Wellll..." "So were you going to break our promise to him?" "Absolutely not!! He can tell you. I was just standing over here minding my own business when he lunged out of bed, picked me up and pinned me up here. Could you let me down now?" I relaxed my arms slightly and she slid slowly down the wall until first her toes, then the rest of her feet hit the floor. "Oh, I know just what of your 'business' you were minding. Could you at least take your fingers out of your pussy? What a slut!" And she lunged for her mom. I started to step in between them just in case, but the girl slid past me and wrapped her arms around her mom. I started to relax, then realized they were both naked. And hugging. And oh SHIT!! No, they didn't start making out. Wrong category. But it was still a pretty fucking awesome sight. "Well, if you two don't mind, I'm going to try to get back to sl..." Nope. Alarm was going off. "As I was saying, if you don't mind, I'm going to duck thru the shower real quick and get on the road." I grabbed my hygiene kit, stepped across to the bathroom and closed the door. I took a quick shower. Well, not so quick. I did take a few minutes to close my eyes and wash myself... Then heard a noise, opened my eyes, looked through the glass shower door, and saw the two of them inside the bathroom, one leaning up against the sink and the other the open door, each with one hand buried in their crotches while the other hand was either rubbing or pinching their own nipples. "Really?!?!?" They both giggled, which made their boobs jiggle. "What can we say, we're both sluts! And we never said we wouldn't watch, just that we wouldn't touch. Please, don't let us interrupt." What the hell. I jacked off. I don't know if you've ever jacked off in front of one woman who wasn't your wife, let alone two, but it's pretty fucking cool. We all came at pretty much the same time, with them staring at me and me shifting my gaze back and forth between them. It was what happened after that that was... scary. Now I have to tell you that, with the job I do, I've been to some really violent parts of the world and I've done my share of dispensing said violence. But when I opened my eyes after I came I actually stepped back in the shower and put my back up against the wall. They charged the shower, pushing and batting at each other. One of them got the door open and they each slid the side of a finger up the door to catch some of my cum and then popped it into their mouths. They cleaned it all off the inside of the door and then stood there with their eyes closed as they sucked on their fingers like they were savoring the last drop. Which I guess they were. When they opened their eyes I was looking at them with a bit of a disbelieving look on my face. They looked at me, glanced at each other and started giggling again. The girl stopped giggling and said, "Hey! We promised we wouldn't touch YOU. We never said we wouldn't take advantage of any other opportunities!" Then she looked down at the drop hovering at the end of my cock and asked, "I, um, don't suppose you'd be willing to change your mind?" I pushed her out, closed the door, rinsed off, then got out, pissed, dried off, and got dressed. When I came out of the bedroom with my bag packed they had breakfast on the table, so I stayed a little longer. Couldn't let them be the only ones to have eaten anything that morning now, could I? ***** Like I said at the beginning of the story, I didn't stop at the bookstore the next time I passed through that area. But that's not to say I didn't stop in the area. I had done a reconnaissance of the area by map and satellite views (isn't the internet great?) as well as having checked some on-line property records and such. So I was able to drive down a road on the back side of the property and park off the side of it then walk onto the farm without being seen. Being out here by myself gave me the opportunity to look for places and things I could use to fulfill each of the girl's fantasies, or at least their passions. I discovered that someone had either been just a curious horticulturist or had had a lot of ideas that seemed to jibe with mine. I discovered a lot of trees that had been pruned and shaped into some unusual shapes that gave me some good ideas. I found a small stream running through the corner of the property and built a small dam to trap a little pond behind it. Then I left. I hadn't had enough time to have properly entertained any of the girls that day, which is the other reason I hadn't called or stopped at the store. ***** I did call ahead as we had discussed the next time I knew I was going to be in the area. I told the girl I would be in the area in about three hours and asked if anyone was interested in playing. She told me she'd check and see if anyone was available and interested in playing for a while. When she called me back, she told me that two girls had said they wanted to play. When she told me the names, I knew I had a great opportunity. I told her to tell Sam to meet me inside the barn in three hours and Kelli to meet me in the barn 15 minutes later. As I hung up, I smiled and congratulated myself for thinking to tell her three hours when I was really only two hours away. When Sam showed up at the barn, the big door was closed and the little walk-thru door was open. She stepped in the door and just started walking inside. After a few steps she called my name. I stepped up behind her, put my left hand softly on the back of her neck and said, "Hey, Sam, does this rag smell like chloroform to you?" as I held it up to her face. She jumped and started to pull back but I held her there for a few seconds until she went limp. And no, there was no chloroform on the rag. Not even fabric softener since I didn't know who might be allergic or sensitive. And no, I didn't hold it tightly enough to even start to suffocate her. Isn't it amazing the power of the human mind? I picked her up, slung her over my shoulder like a sack of feed and headed out to the woods. I had to hurry to get done what I needed to before Kelli showed up. I made it back into the barn in time to calm my breathing just as I heard Kelli's car pull into the farm. She was just as susceptible as Sam had been. I picked her up and carried her out to the woods, too. ***** Once I had all the preparations completed, I cracked a smelling salt and wafted it just beneath Kelli's nose. As she came to, she realized she couldn't see. I let her stew for a minute or two, and I could tell she was taking stock of her naked body and what she was feeling. She obviously had a small ball-gag in her mouth. Not a jaw-breaker, but just enough to keep her from talking. She could feel the rough bark of a tree on her ass and lower back and the feel of several loops of rope around her waist holding her in place. She could also feel the bark on the backs of her arms where they were tied up and to the sides in a "Y" shape along the split trunk as it reached for the sky. And she could feel it on the backs and insides of her thighs where they had been pulled back and tied to the sides of the tree. Her wrists and ankles had several loops of rope wrapped around them and felt like cuffs. I waited as she pulled and tested her bonds. I watched her closely and knew exactly when she became aware of the pressure on her pussy. That's when I pulled the piece of dental floss attached to the clip holding the blindfold in place. I watched as she immediately looked down to see what was pressing into her, splitting her lips and snuggling up against her clit. I watched as she saw the rope and then as she followed the rope out and away from her to the far end. I saw her eyes widen when she saw the knots in the rope, then widen even more as she saw Sam leaning against the tree at the far end of the rope across the small clearing. Then widen further as she saw the contraption attached to Sam -- or that Sam was attached to. And I saw her quick glances along the cords attached to that contraption and running back toward her and on either side of the tree she was attached to. She tried to turn her head to see where they went, but her arms and the split trunks of the trees prevented her. I watched as she looked back and forth trying to figure out what was going to happen. About then Sam began to stir. I watched along with Kelli as she tried to mentally figure out what was going on from behind her blindfold. She, too, was naked and had a small ball-gag in her mouth. I watched as she pulled on her arms, trying to figure out why she couldn't pull them down from above and next to her shoulders. I watched as she realized they were attached to the piece of stair-rail across her shoulders. I watched as she realized there was a matching piece tucked horizontally in the seam where her thighs met her cute little ass cheeks. I watched as she realized another piece was resting on her chest just below her breasts. I watched and knew exactly when she became aware of the pain in her nipples. That's when I pulled the piece of floss attached the clip holding her blindfold on. I watched as her eyes dropped immediately to the black clover clamps attached to her breasts just behind the nipples. I knew better than to apply them directly to her nipples -- not with what I had planned for her. I watched as her eyes dropped lower to where the loops of rope were wrapped around her waist. And as they dropped further to the rope snugged into the lower cleft of her pussy. And then along the rope, taking in the knots until she saw Kelli spread-eagled against the tree at the far end of the rope. Then as they followed the cords back the frame she was wearing. I watched and knew when she closed her eyes and shuddered that she had figured out what might be about to happen. That's when I pushed the switch that started the small battery-powered electric winch. This one didn't have the standard steel cable attached to it. Instead, it had two small polypropylene ropes attached to its drum. As it slowly wound, I could see Kelli working her head trying to figure out what the humming noise was. Since the polypro rope was clean, she couldn't see it moving until the stair-rail resting on Sam's chest began to rise. As it rose, it first pulled the rope attached to it and to the upper and lower rails behind her neck and ass until they were almost taut, then began to pull on the nipple clamps and Sam's eyes began to widen yet again, this time in anticipation of what was about to happen. The ropes pulled her forward by the nipples and she began to follow them, quickly at first, to stay ahead of the pressure. Then she paused as she realized she was slowing down. I paused the winch for a moment or two. She tried to twist her torso to the right to see what was holding her back, but she couldn't because the clamp attached to her right nipple pinched her even harder when she tried. I looked at Kelli and watched as she tried to force the ball-gag out of her mouth. When she couldn't, she tried shouting around it. All that came out was an "oo" sound since she couldn't use her tongue to make the "r" or her lips to make the "p" sounds. But apparently Sam got the message because she squared up and I started the winch again. As the clamps began to force her forward by her nipples, she dug her toes in and began to walk. But as she did, the rope attached to the back of the loops around her waist and hips continued to slow her movement. This caused her torso to slowly lean forward. It also caused her pussy to lean forward until her clit was rubbing directly on the rope. But she dug in and began to work her way along the rope. As she did, even the slight movements of her dampening pussy as she swung her hips to move her legs made the rope twitch and vibrate in Kelli's pussy as well. When her pussy got to the first knot, I paused the winch, but only for a second or two. Then I engaged it, paused it, engaged it, paused it, engaged it, until it finally dragged her over the knot. I could hear her moan as she did. Apparently so could Kelli since she moaned too. Or that could have been because the rope twanged a little on her clit as Sam slid over it. The ropes attached to the stair-rail holding the clover clamps slowly continued to drag her forward over the knots and both of them were moaning as Sam slid over each one. One by one, she was slowly dragged over 21 knots until her face was almost touching Kelli's. They had locked eyes a while ago, and now they were staring into each other's from only an inch or so away. I nudged the winch controller just a smidge and the ball-gags touched. I let them rub against each other for a few seconds, then pulled the piece of floss that dumped two gallons of water into the bucket at the other end of the rope attached to Sam's waist. At the same time, I hit the winch remote and put it into "free-spool" so some of the pressure came off Sam's nipples. I had run the end of the rope around her waist through a pulley behind where Sam had been propped. From there, the rope went up into the tree before running through another pulley and down to a five-gallon bucket. When she started, Sam was pulling against the weight of a gallon of water and a few rocks. Now she was pulling against almost 17 more pounds. She was dragged backward across all 21 knots, with the rope audibly squishing as her pussy was dragged across it. Or rather, her pussy audibly squishing as the rope was dragged through it. I let her rest there for a few minutes, then started the winch back up. At first she groaned as she heard the winch start up over the background noise of the woods. Then she started to moan as her tender pussy and sensitive clit began to encounter the knots. I used the winch to move her over the knots again. When they got face to face again, I let them stare each other in the eyes from several inches apart. Then I gave the winch a couple of short nudges to pull them closer. When they were about an inch apart I reached over and tapped the remote that allowed the catches holding the ball-gags in their mouths to pop free. They quickly spit them out and started talking over each other, but both of them saying pretty much the same thing -- "Where is he?" "How does he know what's going on?" "How is controlling us?" Book Store-ies 05 Then they quit talking as I tapped the winch remote again and Sam's mouth was pulled into Kelli's. They tried to pull away for a few seconds, then tried to keep their lips closed, then finally gave in and began to kiss. I allowed them to make out for a while and watched their bodies. Just as they both began to move their hips in that "humping air" move (which was MUCH more difficult for Sam than for Kelli), I pulled another piece of floss and two more gallons of water dropped into the bucket, jerking Sam backwards. This time I held the winch still for five or ten seconds as she strained to continue kissing Kelli, then hit "free-spool" and her dripping-wet pussy was again dragged across the knotted rope. Both of them were either groaning in frustration or moaning from the knots and/or the vibration of the rope. I couldn't necessarily tell which -- it might have been both. I let Sam rest a while longer as she caught her breath. They called to each other across the clearing, Kelli apologizing to Sam for kissing her, and Sam trying to do the same. Then they gradually admitted they had each liked it, but only a little... And I silently congratulated myself for having read the situation correctly. And then... Yeah, I cranked up that winch again and began to drag Sam toward Kelli one more time. It was harder for Sam this time since she had to pull against the additional weight. It only made her lean harder into the drag, which caused her clit to come into even more contact with each of the knots. She groaned/moaned as she crossed each knot. And Kelli moaned as the rope hummed and vibrated against her clit and swollen lips. I stopped the winch when Sam was about four feet and two knots away from Kelli. She pulled herself the rest of the way without me using the winch. But I did take up some of the slack every once in a while. This time she pulled herself right up to Kelli and they began kissing again. In between kissing, Sam tried to twist her harness to reach the ropes holding Kelli to the tree or so Kelli could reach the ropes that fastened Sam to the harness. I allowed them to struggle and kiss for five minutes or so. But I wasn't done yet. Grabbing the remote to a second winch, I used it to pull down another piece of stair-rail. This one was behind the tree Kelli was tied to. It stretched across both ropes that led from the first winch to the harness. As it lowered against the pressure of the bungee cords holding it up, it began to pull those ropes downward, which began to pull down on Sam's nipple clamps. I pulled her down until she couldn't go any further due to the rope jammed up in her cooch. As I expected, this caused her to pull her face down and into the hollow of Kelli's neck and she began to kiss and lick the tender flesh there. Kelli started to moan and hump air and I knew it was time to take it to the next step. I let the second winch cable out a little to take the strain of Sam's cunt off the rope, then pulled the piece of floss that attached the crotch-rope to Kelli's waist rope. It came free and dropped to the ground between Sam's legs. Her knees buckled slightly at the relief to her pussy and Kelli began humping air even more vigorously. Now that she wouldn't be sliced in two (or felt like it was possible -- I'd never have done that) I engaged the second winch again. Because she wasn't jammed against the knotted rope this time, Sam didn't "need" to lean in to nuzzle Kelli's neck, but she did anyway. I continued to drag her down and she began to lick and kiss at Kelli's collarbones, then her chest, then her breasts until I stopped with her mouth at nipple-level. And she didn't disappoint -- either of us. As she began to lick and suck on Kelli's nipples, Kelli began to moan more and more loudly, and her air-humping was becoming more energetic. I kept Sam there until Kelli began to talk to her, "Oh shit! That feels good! I can't believe you're licking my stiff little nipples! OOooooooooohhhhh. Suck it! Suck it like a stiff little cock! Ooooooooh!! Bite it, BITE IT!!!!" She suddenly stopped talking and moaned, almost a howl as her air-humping became almost frenzied as the rest of her body shuddered and spasmed. Sam stopped with Kelli's nipple still clenched lightly in her teeth and looked up at Kelli in amazement as she realized Kelli was cumming just from having her nipples licked, sucked and bitten. It was more than that, though. It was the bondage, the slow build-up, being "forced" to kiss the girl she'd had a crush on for the longest time, having her crush's hot, wet mouth on her nipples, and finally throwing her demure image to the winds as she voiced the thoughts she'd had for such a long time. I still wasn't done with them yet, though. I engaged the winches again and slowly dragged Sam's lips away from Kelli's nipples and further down her body. As her mouth was dragged down across Kelli's stomach, Sam continued to trail kisses across Kelli's skin. She dragged her tongue across Kelli's navel and Kelli shuddered again. I dragged her down, unresisting until her mouth was near Kelli's pussy. All of a sudden she pulled back with the lower stair-rail resting on her calves just above her ankles. "No!! Don't make me!! I don't think I can do that!" she cried. I almost believed her. Almost. And I used those winches to pull her torso (and her mouth) closer and closer to Kelli's pussy. As soon as her tongue touched Kelli's clit she began to cum again, now humping Sam's tongue instead of air. "FUCK!! OH, FUCK!! Lick my FUCKING pussy!!! Oh, SHIT!! I can't believe I'm cumming on your fucking FACE!! Tongue fuck my wet juicy pussy!! AAAaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!" She finally pulled her pussy away from Sam's tongue and face and said, "S-s-s-stop. Too s-s-s-ensitive!" Sam looked up at Kelli in awe. As Kelli stood shivering I let out the tension on both winches which allowed Sam to stand up and go back to kissing Kelli. "Oh, fuck! I can taste my fucking pussy on your fucking tongue! I've never even tasted it off my own fingers before and now I'm sucking my own fucking cum off your fucking tongue!!" They continued to kiss for a short while until finally Sam said to the air in general around them, "These clamps are really starting to hurt. Can you take them off now?" And both of them jerked as the bush next to them stood up. I told her it was going to hurt more when I first took them off than when they were on, so we should wait just a little before we got them off. Instead, I untied Kelli's ankles and let her flex her legs to get the circulation back as I stood and untied first her wrists, then the rope around her waist. Once she was free, I untied the ropes from Sam's waist, then untied her wrists and unhooked the nipple clamps from the frame before letting the frame drop to the ground at her feet. Finally, I grabbed Kelli's wrist and pulled her over to Sam. I pulled her wrist close to Sam's pussy and said, "I need you to distract her for a few seconds." As soon as I let go of her wrist, two of her fingers were buried in Sam and she began to hump them. A few seconds into that I reached out and pulled both clamps off at the same time. She screamed as the sensation hit and then screamed again as Kelli's mouth lowered over one. "Aaaaaaahhhhh. Fuck my fucking cunt!! Shove your fingers in there!! Fuck me good!! Oh, FUCK!! Oh, SHIT!! How many fingers do you have stuffed up my pussy?" Kelli pulled her lips off the nipple but still kept her teeth clamped on it as she said, "Two." Then she released her grip and moved to the other nipple. "Two? Shove another one in!! Fuck that, shove all four of your fucking fingers up my wet fucking cunt!" She was humping down on Kelli's fingers then groaned as Kelli dragged her mouth away from that nipple, then howled like a wolf as Kelli's tongue reached out and flicked her clit. She bucked and howled through her own orgasm until her knees buckled completely. I had expected that and caught her from behind and lowered her to the ground. Kelli followed her all the way down and continued to lick her clit as she also continued to stroke all four of her fingers in and out of Sam's pussy. "Jam them in, jam them in," Sam was chanting. She finally reached down past Kelli's face, grabbed her wrist and pulled. Then they both froze as they realized Kelli's little hand had completely disappeared up inside Sam's pussy. They stayed perfectly still for about four seconds. Then Kelli looked Sam directly in the eyes and slowly, oh so slowly, bent down and reached out and flicked Sam's clit with just the barest tip of her tongue. Sam went ape-shit crazy!! She arched backward with only her shoulders and her heels on the ground, then she started to buck like a rodeo horse from that position until I swear she had her shoulders and her heels in the air at the same time a couple of times. Hell, I think she fucking HOVERED for a few seconds. When she finally collapsed, Kelli slowly, gently pulled her hand from Sam's quivering body. Now it was her turn to look at Sam in awe as she slowly lifted her hand to her mouth and began to lick Sam's juices from her wrist, from the back of her hand, from her palm (she shivered when she did that) and then finally from each of her fingers. Sam had regained her senses as Kelli was beginning to lick her fingers and she sat up and began licking Kelli's fingers as well. They finally finished cleaning all the juices off Kelli's hand and leaned into each other in a passionate embrace. I watched for a few minutes, then cleared my throat and said, "You two need to go up to the barn and take a shower." They looked up at me and Sam said, "We know." I said, "No, you probably want to go now." "Why?" she asked. "'Cuz you're sitting in probably the best-smelling mud-puddle in the county right now and you probably want to clean that up pretty soon." They both looked down at where the puddle of Sam's juices was soaking into the ground and laughed. "Geez, Sam," Kelli giggled, "I've never seen that much stuff dripping out of a woman without a guy having been in there first!" I helped them to their feet, told them their clothes were in the bathroom in the barn, and swatted them each on the ass as they walked away with their heads resting together and their arms wrapped around each other. They got about 20 feet away then stopped and jogged back over to where I was untying knots and pulling remote-control cables from the dirt where they had been buried. They stopped about five feet away and appeared to go all shy all of a sudden. "How'd you know?" Sam asked. "I noticed which stories seemed to really perk you up at the book store that night," I said, "and then watched you try not to react to each other when we had dinner. There're only two reasons two women make it a point to stay as far away from each other as possible. And the looks you were each flashing at the other when you knew the other wasn't looking were so obvious it wasn't funny." "Do you need any help cleaning up out here?" Kelli asked. "You two need to get out of here before I ask if you need any help cleaning up in there!" I laughed. They started to walk off then stopped and turned. "Hey," Sam said, "When I got here there were no cars here and when Kelli got here there was only mine. How'd you get here?" "Can't tell you. It'd ruin any future surprises." They walked a few steps farther then stopped again. "Do you think we can play again sometime?" Kelli asked. I paused in thought. "Do you really think you can equal this?" Sam asked, incredulously. "Not sure if I can equal it," I admitted. "But think I might just be able to beat it!!" They ran back, titties bouncing as they did, and each gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek from opposite sides. "Eeewwwww!" I groaned as I tried to wipe my cheeks with my shoulders. "Now I smell like lesbian pussy." They laughed, leaned in, licked my cheeks and smiled as they stepped away, then walked away, hand in hand, toward the barn and the waiting shower. Book Store Parking Lot I can hardly believe this happened to me, it was so freaky. I am a young white guy, 23 years old, and just a regular guy, really. I am only about 5'7" tall, and 145 pounds, so I would be lying if I said I was a lady killer. I wish I had a great looking girlfriend, but with my baby face and my crappy job, I don't think that's going to be happening any time soon. I've had a few girlfriends, but they never stick around long. Anyway, a few weeks ago I was feeling really horny, so I thought what the heck, I'll go up to the adult bookstore on the edge of town and check out some porn. Maybe rent a video. Why not, there's nothing else going on. I got in my car and drove over there. It's in sort of a rural part of town, and the parking lot is behind the store next to a thick woods. I parked way in the back (I didn't want anyone from work seeing my car there) and just sat there in my car for a while. There was a bunch of guys hanging out around the back door, and I thought it would be better to wait until they went inside or left before I went in. I don't know why, exactly. Maybe I just didn't want to run into anyone I know at this place. After a while, I realized that they weren't going anywhere, and I decided to just get it over with. As I got out of my car, a big pickup truck was pulling in. It came over to where I was and the driver signaled me to come over. I thought he might be wanting directions or something. When I came up next to the driver's side window, he said "You working?" I guess I'm a bit naive about these things, because I told him I was off work today and he just gave a little snicker, and said, "no, I mean are you sucking dick?" I was shocked to hear him ask that. I mean, what the heck, do I look like a queer hooker? He was taller than me (most guys are) sort of Italian looking, with dark features and long hair. The whole thing struck me as weird and it caught me by surprise. I told him no, I was only there to look at videos. He waved me closer. I took a few steps forward, and when I looked down through his open window, I noticed that he had his shorts down around his knees and was stroking a massive hardon. "You want some of this? I can make it worth your while." I was starting to get over my surprise. I mean, to tell you the truth, I actually have sucked dick before. A buddy that lived on my street and I had experimented a couple of times when his parent were out, but he moved away and I haven't done anything like that since. I found myself asking "what are you wanting to do?" He told me all he wanted was a blowjob, and he could pay me for it. As he was talking, I couldn't help staring at his cock. It was a nice one. About six or seven inches, not huge, but cut, with a nice shape. It reminded me of my friend's cock; the one I had sucked off, and how nice it had tasted. Before I knew what I was doing, I reached in through the open window and put my hand around his cock and started stroking. "You got a nice cock. Where would we do it?" I found myself asking. "Right here, man," he said. "We can do it in my truck. Why don't you get in?" Like I said, I didn't have a whole lot going on, and the guy was decent looking with a nice cock, so I thought 'what the hell' and walked around and got in his pickup on the passenger side. He pulled the truck farther back into the far corner of the parking lot, up against the woods, and parked. By now, his cock was so ripe it was leaking pre-cum, and I could see his wetness reflecting the light from the street lamps. The sight of his wet cock was so hot, I just naturally bent over, grabbed him in my right fist, and started licking the precum off the tip of his cock. It was salty, like the taste of french fries, and it made me hungry to taste more of him. Before long I was bobbing my head up and down on his cock, and listening to his moaning and groaning as his cock got even harder. It tasted even better than my friends cock, and I pushed myself to take more and more of him into my throat. I was a bit disappointed that I was not able to get it all down, but I came within an inch or two of taking him all the way. The deeper it went, the louder he moaned, and within about five minutes, that taste of french fries got really strong. I happen to like salty food, so I sucked on it really hard and swallowed it. Pretty soon he was pushing me away. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?" He told me had had already cum, and the head of his dick got real sensitive after he blew his load. He assured me that yes, he really liked it, and told me I was a hell of a cocksucker. That made me feel real good, and he drove me back to where he had picked me up and said "later." I got out of the truck and he drove off. To tell you the truth, I felt kind of weird. Like a virgin that had just been used and left at the side of the road. I don't know what I expected, but it was just over so fast, you know? I was still horny and wanted to keep doing it, but he was gone. I thought about getting in my car and going home, but I was still too horny and didn't want to leave. I turned and headed for the bookstore. That cluster of guys was still hanging out around the back door, and as I got closer, one of them broke off from the group and headed towards me. He was about six inches taller than me, built like a jock, with short hair and brown eyes. He walked up to me and said in a low voice "suck my dick?" Now normally, I would have told him where to go, but under the circumstances, feeling horny and wanting to put another dick in my mouth as soon as possible, I said "follow me," and led him off towards the trail that went from the back of the parking lot into the woods. I have always enjoyed the woods. I haved taken girlfriends out to the woods for sex and always enjoyed it. I had never sucked a guy's cock in the woods, though, so what I was thinking about doing with this guy would be a first. In the end, I was so horny at this point that I just about raped the poor guy. I found a small clearing underneath a large pine tree and stopped. I dropped to my knees and told him to come over. As soon as he got next to me, I started undoing his belt and working his pants down to his knees. I gotta tell you. This jock had one incredible cock. It was long and thick and shaped like the guys in the porno movies. I had him in my mouth and down my throat before he knew what was going on, and he just kept getting harder and harder and leaking pre-cum into my mouth. I sucked around his balls, and rubbed circles around his asshole with my index finger until he was practically screaming with pleasure. What the hell. We were out in the woods and nobody was going to hear him, so I rubbed him and sucked him as hard as I could. I have to admit my mouth was like a vacuum cleaner around that cock. The last guy had left me incredibly horny and unsatisfied, so I took out all my pent up lust against this guy and his beautiful cock. To his credit, he lasted about 15 minutes, until I tasted that salty flavor in my mouth, and figured out that he had probably cum, so I backed off and jerked him until he finished spurting his hot juice on my face. On the way back to the parking lot, he told me I was the best cocksucker that he had ever met and he wanted to meet up with me again sometime. I told him that I would be around the bookstore again that weekend, and maybe we could do something. I walked him to his car and watched him drive away happy, but I was still feeling horny. Once again, I walked towards the back door of the bookstore, and there were three guys still hanging out there. This time, they all started walking towards me at once and told me they wanted their dicks sucked, so we all turned around as a group and headed back to the woods. When I left my apartment that evening, I had no idea that I would eventually be gone for four hours, and end up sucking the cocks of five different guys. What an incredible night! The last guy ended up being a Korean guy with a five inch dick. By then, I was easily able to take him all the way down to the nut sack and give him some nice deep throat. I have to admit that his Asian cum tasted the best of all the five guys. He was so satisfied with the head I gave him that he turned around and sucked my dick until I shot a huge, hot load in his mouth. In the end I drove home, tired and sore, but happy, and very much looking forward to Friday night! Book Store Slut Henry always was fairly shy. Always scared to reveal his true self to the world. Terrified to find out exactly what the rest of the world might think of him. 6' tall, combed back shaggy hair, and a relatively average body. Never overly popular with the ladies, but still some experience. Henry worked at a local bookstore. One of the most exciting moments of his day would be the time when he got to take inventory of the erotic literature section. He would gradually and occasionally try to sneak looks at the covers of the books and read little sections of them. He would only spend a few seconds doing so though due to the growing bulge in his pants and the people casually strolling by. As much as he hated to admit it, the thought of getting caught staring at these books with that hardening lump in his pants. Maybe it would open up a dialogue with a beautiful young slut. There was a girl that always came in the book store that he was infatuated with. She looked to be about 20 years old. Absolutely beautiful. Pale skin, dirty blonde hair, and a magnificent body. An ass as firm and bouncy as a ride down an old road. The kind of ass you just want to smack and squeeze. Her tits were amazing. She always came in in a low cut shirt with a fair amount of cleavage always exposed. The appeared to be C cups, not that Henry knew much about bras, but he knew that he wanted to see her tits more than he wanted to continue breathing. It had become a physical necessity. He would often find himself lingering staring at her breasts, finding his heart rate only increase in rapidity. He particularly enjoyed examining the line of freckles that extended into the valley of the sensuous tits. It was a particularly hot day, and this slut goddess emerged wearing a pair of booty shorts barely covering her ass cheeks. It was quite apparent by her swinging pale ass cheeks and a little shred of lace peeking up the top of the shorts that she had on a particularly frilly blue thong. Henry noticed a bead of sweat rush down her neck and slowly creep down her chest into her cleavage. "My face should be that bead of sweat" he thought to himself. Henry looked up from her chest to notice the woman's eyes now focused on him. His heart stopped. She pouted, slammed the book that she was reading shut, and walked out at an apparently angry pace. Henry lay awake that night, when he was not jerking off to the excitement of the situation, he was stressing out over the possibility of getting reported to his boss and getting in trouble. Admittedly, this only turned him on a little more. It turned him on, and he was terrified by this because it felt so taboo. The next day, Henry anxiously waited for the woman to return. She usually came anywhere between 2:00 to 2:15 everyday. It was 2:45 with no sign of her, and Henry believed that he was safe. Not a minute after 2:50, the woman entered the store. She was gazing around as if she was on a mission. The woman was wearing an outfit similar in sluttiness that she had worn the day before. A tan tank top with part of her striped green bra exposed and a pair of loose fitting black short shorts with a small piece of a little red thong peeking up from the back. She spotted Henry and began stomping over to him. She approached and in a surprisingly cute and friendly voice said "Hi, my name is Tiffany." She had a strange smile on her face which threw Henry for a loop as he struggled to find words. "Hello, I'm.. I'm uhh Henry." "You're cute. I like it, follow me." Tiffany said with an alluring smile on her face. She grabbed Henry's hand in an unusually gentle and playful way. She guided Henry to a remote part of the store, a section that mainly housed documentaries. She found a particularly ugly brown sofa and pushed him onto it. Tiffany sat down beside Henry and began by holding his hand, wiggling her fingers and tracing them around in his hand in a way designed to stimulate an erection. From there she worked her hand over to his thigh and finally to Henry's crotch where she grabbed, in a harsh manner, onto Henry's half erect cock. She was just giggling. Twirling and fingers around and gently petting the head. Tiffany then began trying to climb onto Henry's lap. Henry shuffled his legs around in an attempt to avoid his massive erection being felt. Tiffany forcefully shoved his leg down and began bouncing on his lap with the occasional grind. She grabbed Henry's hand and brought it up to her breast. There were no words, just giggling. She moved his hand around softly on her tit showing him what she wanted done. Henry understood. He managed to slip her tasty tanned nipple out of her bra and began a cycle of twisting it and gently rubbing it, doing his best to tease and arouse. Tiffany had begun grinding. People were walking by. Mostly older people. A few younger college students had come through. One guy who only gave Henry a nod as he walked on and two girls who both laughed and expressed a slight erotic interest in what Henry was providing to the nymph in his lap. Tiffany was still grinding and starting a light moan and Henry was just sitting there with his rock hard cock rubbing Tiffany's deliciously tight pussy. Teasing. He could feel a little bit of moisture starting to extend from her sweet pussy. Tiffany then eased off of Henry's lap, still grabbing his cock with force as to ensure we was not about to leave. She sat to the side of Henry and steadily and teasingly unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. She playfully licked the tip, but never emerged it fully into her mouth. Just slowly licking like a cat lapping up milk. Henry began rubbing on Tiffany's pussy through her shorts, and slowly worked his way up and around. He pulled up on her thong providing Tiffany with a wedgie slipping into her pussy. One pull, easy. A second pull, hard and intended to cause a response. She bit her lip and smiled. She was stroking Henry's cock laughing and smiling at the people walking by. Wanting to come into that section, but too sadly inhibited and uncomfortable to fully enjoy the show. Each book store customer enjoying a different part of the show. Henry slipped his hand into Tiffany's thong and began caressing her pussy with his index and middle fingers. Gently rubbing and teasing her tight snatch. He finally forced his fingers into her tight pussy. Tiffany's pussy's contracting and moisturizing Henry's fingers just turned him on more. Tiffany was aggressively stroking his cock with the occasional lick. Henry felt her body tighten up, and felt the flow of juices drown his fingers. He pulled out and tasted her delicious pussy. After she had came, Henry now felt comfortable coming himself. He came right into Tiffany's soft hands and let out a sigh. Tiffany only giggled, and tasted Henry's cock on her hand and wiped the remaining cum on the ugly brown couch. They then lay there on the couch cuddling and exhausted. Tiffany's tits still exposed and Henry's cock still out. Tiffany rested her head in Henry's lap snuggling his leg just centimeters from his cock. Book Store Slutwife A little background: My wife Ann Marie is 5'7", 135lbs. She has fiery auburn hair and brown eyes. We have been together for over 12 years, and she is 35 years old, but she could easily pass for 10 years younger. She has great legs and her ass is smokin'. Her breasts are a size 34B, perfectly shaped. She never wears a bra, so when her nipples get hard they can easily be seen through most tops that she wears. We had fooled around with some threesomes in years past. She has brought home a couple of her girlfriends for us to play with, and I have let her fuck around with two of my best friends while I watched. She has seemed to lose interest in doing stuff like this over the last two years though, and we rarely even fantasize about it anymore. Still, to this day there is nothing that gets me hotter than picturing Ann Marie pleasing and being pleasured by another guy. Needless to say, I was very surprised by the incidents that took place recently. My business requires me to travel from time to time, and last week was an industry conference that would keep me away from home for a few days. On the night before I was to leave, as we were lying in bed, Ann Marie put her head on my chest and started rubbing my cock and balls over my underwear. She was having a great time teasing me, running her fingernails over my hard dick and tickling my balls, without letting me get naked. She was telling me how badly she was going to miss me, and every few minutes she would giggle (many of you know that "bad-girl" giggle I'm talking about). After about ten minutes, I was ready to explode, so I asked her to get on her stomach so I could fuck her from behind. She said, "No, no, no...I have something I need to tell you," all the while continuing to tease me with her fingers. She had my interest now, but she wouldn't let up on the cock tease. She would say things like "I really want to tell you, but don't want you to be mad or jealous." Well now I was totally rock hard and begging her to tell me everything. Finally she said, "OK, well I think that when you are gone these next few days, I am going to flirt with this guy I met a couple of weeks ago." I literally almost came before she finished the sentence. After prodding her for what seemed like hours (as she was still playing with my balls) she finally explained what was going on. We have this bookstore/café in our town, and Ann Marie often goes during the week to read a magazine while she has a cappuccino. The last two Thursdays that she had been there she had noticed this guy. He was about 6' tall, slim but pretty muscular. He had straight, jet-black hair that fell below his shoulders and "sparkling" blue eyes (her words, not mine). She said she figured he was about 28 years old and he looked Brazilian or something. Ann Marie said that he was incredibly hot, and her knees got weak the first time she had seen him. Last Thursday, they had made eye contact and Ann Mare thought she caught him checking out her legs and ass when she was bending over at the magazine rack. They didn't really have a conversation, but she said that as she was leaving, she walked by him and he smiled and said, with just a hint of a Spanish accent, "Maybe I'll see you here next Thursday." Ann Marie was completely taken by surprise, and almost didn't realize it when she replied, "ummm, that would be great." She was totally embarrassed by what she had said. So she made a b-line to the door and got the heck out of there. So, as my wife continued rubbing my dick she asked me if it would be all right if she talked with him a little, while I was away. I told her to be as bad and a nasty as she wanted to be, but that she would have to tell me everything when I got home on Friday. With that, she giggled again and said, "My God, I wonder what he looks like naked." That was all I could stand, and with her hand cupping my balls, I proceeded to cum in my underwear, like a teenager having a wet dream. Well, the next morning I hopped on a plane and went off to my conference. We spoke on the phone every night, and I was completely aware that Thursday was right around the corner. Every time I asked her if she was looking forward to seeing him, she would just give me that bad-girl/slut giggle and tell me she doubted if anything was going to happen. When I called her Wednesday night, I must admit I was laying in the hotel bed naked, with a bottle of baby oil on the nightstand. I poured the oil on my cock while I was talking to her, and was hard in about 30 seconds. I told her tomorrow was the big day, and she teased me by making believe she didn't know what I was talking about. I finally got her to admit that she was pretty excited, and we had phone sex until we came together. I made her promise that she would wear a short black skirt with thigh-high stockings, thong panties, high heals and a thin button down silk blouse. Of course she would not be wearing a bra, and I knew that just the slightest sexy thought would make her nipples clearly visible through the thin material. I got very little done at the conference Thursday, picturing my beautiful wife in all kinds of nasty situations, even though she had said she was probably only up for some "innocent flirting". Well, being the little tease that she is, she made me wait until I got home Friday night to tell me all the details, but I must admit it was worth the wait. She woke up Thursday morning, and began to prepare for the day ahead. The last two times she had seen him had been around 11:00 AM, so she planned on getting there at 10:30. She took a long bath, shaved everything (yes, she is completely shaven) and dressed in the outfit she promised to wear. Ann Marie said she looked and felt terrific and fought off the urge to masturbate before she left the house. When she arrived, she looked around but did not see him anywhere. She got her cappuccino, grabbed a magazine and then walked over to the other side of the store where there were chairs and a couch. She sat down on the couch, and as the seats were pretty close to the ground, she struggled to keep her short skirt from riding up over the tops of her stockings. As she was pulling her skirt down, he came around the corner and their eyes met. He broke into a big smile, and said "Glad you made it, mind if I sit down?" She said she was blushing like mad, but said, "No, please sit." as she inched over on the couch giving him a great view of her long legs. He was wearing jeans and work boots and a thin sweater that showed off the muscles in his chest and abs. He introduced himself as Eddie and she told him her name was Ann Marie. She said they hit it off real well, and were quickly embroiled in your usual small talk. He was actually Cuban (not Brazilian) and was a bartender at one of the local watering holes. His real love was photography and the kicker was that he was only 22 years old. Ann Marie's skirt was giving her all kinds of trouble and Eddie's eyes kept wandering to the place where her stocking tops met her gorgeous well-tanned thighs. She said she knew she was blushing like a madwoman, but could do nothing to control it. He commented on how nice her wedding ring was (I guess testing the boundaries) and told Ann Marie that he himself had a fiancé that he was very much in love with. They continued to talk about his photography hobby, and Ann Marie innocently (maybe not?) said that she would love to see some of his work, sometime. Well, he hit that one out of the park and said, "I only live about ten minutes from here, why don't we check them out now? And besides, I make a mean cup of cappuccino. Don't worry, I will be a total gentleman." Ann Marie told me there were a thousand things going through her mind but found she had no control of what her mouth said: "Sure, why not." They left the café, and she followed him to his apartment. She said she felt her nipples stiffen on the ride over, and she knew she was starting to get wet. She fixed her lipstick in the rearview mirror once they pulled up to his place and unbuttoned one more button on her blouse. She was embarrassed about how hard her nipples were, but thinking about it just made them harder. Once inside his small apartment, she noticed framed, black and white photos hanging all around the living room. She turned down his offer of a cappuccino, and focused her attention on a photo of an old woman on the side of a dusty road. She told me there was nothing spectacular about the picture, but it was hung up above a side table in the living room, higher than her eye level. She had to bend over a little at the waste and get on her tippy toes to see it well. She knew that from behind, Eddie now had a great view of her legs and ass, and she felt her skirt ride up to the very bottom of her ass cheeks. The tops of her stockings were now clearly revealed. The first thing she felt was his right hand on her hip. He tried to start a conversation about the photo, but it was clear what was on both their minds, now. Eddie was standing directly behind her and she could feel his breath on her neck. Ann Marie leaned her head back and looked into his eyes. Eddie leaned in and kissed her full on the mouth. She said it started with no tongue, but soon was a full out French kiss. She licked his lips and soon found herself hungrily sucking on his tongue. His right hand reached around her waist, and up her stomach till it got to her left breast. She said she almost came when he started playing with her nipple through the silk. His left hand was on the top of her left thigh and he slowly started to lift her skirt to her waist. She was pushing her ass back into him now, and felt his cock start to get hard through his jeans. Eddie then deftly unbuttoned her blouse down to her belly button (it's pierced) and put his hand inside to feel up her gorgeous tits. She said at this point she was aware that she was starting to moan, and I guess he took that as a green light. He gently pushed her down over the side table (she was now leaning over it with her ass completely exposed except for the thin piece of material that made up her thong. He got down on his knees behind her, and started to pull her skirt and underwear down over her ass. He helped her step out of them and then began kissing her thighs above her stockings. He ran his finger down her ass and teased her ass with his tongue for a while. She said she was dripping wet and begging him to lick her pussy. He spread her ass and pussy with his hands and very gently began licking her, alternating between her ass and her pussy lips. He reached around and his finger found her clit. Her whole body began to shake, and she couldn't believe that she was going to cum so quickly. She told him she was cumming on his face. He was greedily licking up her juices, and as she was in the middle of a crashing orgasm, he put his finger in her ass making her scream. She kept pushing her ass back to meet his tongue and the thrust of his finger. When her orgasm finally ended, Ann Marie turned around and helped Eddie up off his knees so they were face to face. She again took his tongue in her mouth and reached down to feel his hard cock through his jeans. She helped him peel his sweater over his head, and began kissing his chest and sucking on his nipples. She kissed her way down his stomach and soon his hands were on the top of her head, gently guiding her to her knees. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down over his muscular thighs. He was wearing boxer/briefs, and the top of his cock was sticking out the waistband. She started to lick the head (the tease that she is) while playing with his balls. Ann Marie pulled his underwear completely off and started to lick his balls while stroking his cock. She told me that it was at least two inches longer and much thicker than mine, and she had a hard time getting the whole thing in her mouth. She proceeded to give him what I can only imagine was the best blow job of his life, running her tongue from the very bottom of his balls to the very tip of his cock, then deep throating him like there was no tomorrow. She said she could feel his balls start to tighten up and she knew he was seconds away from cumming. She said she stopped for just a second, looked up at him (he was in ecstasy) and said, "Cum in my mouth, baby". With that, he could hold back no longer. He started truly fucking her face and as she was milking his balls with one hand he started to fill her mouth with his cum. She said he came for quite a while, and when she could take no more of it down her throat, she took his cock out of her mouth and jerked him off all over her lips, neck and tits. As he was cumming all over my wife, he was moaning and shouting, "Yes...fuck yes!" Ann Marie said that she continued to lick his balls and his cock, cleaning off every last bit of Eddie's cum. When they were finished, they both pulled their clothes on, and he apologized to her for making her cheat on her husband. She then came clean with him, and told him that not only would I not mind, but it would probably make for some of the best sex we had had for years. He said that he very much wanted to fuck her the next time they got together, and Ann Marie said that she would be thinking about his big cock inside of her until the day he did fuck her. She also said that if it were going to happen, her husband (that's me) would have to be there. Eddie said he had no problem with that, and gave her his phone number. He is away this weekend, but hopefully, it won't be long before I am watching him bury his cock into my sexy wife. I can't wait. Book Store Stories No. 01 This is a work of fiction. All parties are considered adults. Although this is fiction there is a lot of self indulgent truth from real occurrences. MY WEEKEND OF FREEDOM It's Tuesday morning and I'm in my office at work. Well, not really "At Work". See, I sat here yesterday trying to do my job, but with the events of last weekend still fresh in my mind, I just could not concentrate. So now I'll write about it. Then, I might get back to work. I still can recall the salty taste of his cum. Last year when I saw that TV commercial, I thought, that was my life. I'm sure you remember the guy, the one with a half of a smile saying, I have a nice family (video showing his wife, son and his daughter), I have a nice house, (video of him mowing the front lawn), I belong to a nice club, (video playing golf). Then back to his face and he says, "How do I afford all of this? I'm up to my eyes balls in debt!" Well folks, that is my life. Oh, I'm really a happy guy. My wife is 47 and beautiful. She has taken great care of her body. She often turns the heads of our daughter's boyfriends. So, I'm not griping at all, but there is just this one thing. I'm a bisexual and need a kinky a release now and then. I really relish the times I can be alone and do what I need to do. Often this entails going to the local adult bookstores and having sex with the guys. Last Friday my wife left town for a weekend visit, to her ageing parents who live three hours away. My daughter announced that she would be spending the weekend with her girl friends. My son was at college. This is what I mean by, "My Weekend of Freedom". I covet the two evenings alone whenever this situation arrives. It's not often, yet often enough that I have it practiced. Practiced meaning what I do and where I go. I made sure I had my office ready for me to leave at the proper time. I was praying no one would stop me and ask for my services as I almost ran from the office building. Getting into my car I headed home to change clothes, trying not to get a speeding ticket. Yes, I was anxious and my cock was staying at a heightened arousal. I knew my shorts would have a wet spot from all of the pre-cum that was flowing from me as I drove. At home I showered and changed into Levi's and black t-shirt. Careful to remember, I did not to wear my briefs for tonight. I like the feeling of my cock laying down the side of my leg. Plus when aroused a little the fullness bulging there for other's to notice. I'm not big by any means but I do have a seven-inch cock. I arrived at the bookstore at seven thirty. The parking lot had a few cars in it; I parked towards the rear, well away from any by passers who might know my car. I then entered the lobby of the store. I went straight to the DVD's and started looking at titles that I might be interested in viewing sometime. I was just bidding for time and waiting for someone interesting. As I browsed the DVD's other men began to arrive and immediately walked into the dark recesses of the hallway leading to the video booths. I went back myself. There is something sexy about the ambiance of the adult bookstore video booths. For the first timers it can be gross place with the old cum smell and sticky floors. But once aquatinted with the shabby décor, you learn to let it turn you on. I found my cock begin to harden as I walked into the darkness of the hallway. Booth doors were opening and closing while men lined the halls waiting to be called into action. I walked the halls looking at the men waiting for that someone special that turned them on. I knew that some men wanted to only suck cock and to receive a mouth full of cum. While others wanted someone to just fuck their ass. I had done all that before. But I like to be adventuresome; I wanted something different, something that would lead me to new heights of sexual arousal. I knew the location of the booths that had the glory holes. Instinctively, I walked towards the darkest area where these booths where located. A glory hole is just that, a hole cut into the wall of the booth that separates the neighboring booth. Thus giving the two consenting adults a way to have sex, by reaching a hand through the wall, or most often sticking one's cock though it for oral sex. A blowjob is really the term used. Why do they call it a blowjob? I suck, don't you? I sat down and fed the video machine a dollar bill. The movie started and I began surfing through the channels until I found one that suited me. I love the bisexual ones. The two bi-guys and single slut girl movies. All three of them taking turns sucking cock. I lowered my jeans as I was now turned on enough to jack off. As I watched the one guy and the girl sucking the other guys cock. I wanted to see who got the cum. I was about hard when the screen went black. I reached into my pocket for another dollar. As I started to feed my money into the video machine I heard noise in the booth next to me. The door closed and some giggling. I sat back down and peeked into my neighbor's booth. There were two pairs of jeans standing in front of the video screen. One was obviously a woman, narrow at the waist with a very nice ass. The guy was trim, himself about my son's age. Needless to say a beautiful young couple for sure. They were feeding money to the video machine and when done I watched him unzip and pull out his cock. I had no idea if they had come into the bookstore for a quickie or to play with others. Quickly, I stuck my fingers though the glory hole, I wanted him before his girl friend got a hold of it. He immediately pushed my fingers back at me. I was disappointed but then happy, when I heard his voice. He instructed me, to stick my cock though the glory hole. I stood and stepped near the wall easing my cock through the hole. I felt his warm hand encircle my shaft as he slowly stroked it. I took a deep breath and relaxed allowing him to enjoy himself. In less than a minute of this bliss I heard whispering and then I felt cold fingers on my balls. I thought to myself, they were both touching me. Excited even more I pushed with all my might, against the wall, giving them every ounce of cock flesh I could get to them. In my mind I knew this one night, would be a memorable. I assure you right now, it was. A smaller hand, which had a very light touch, replaced the larger hand around my cock. She was stroking it now. Although the sensations to my cock were the same, being stroked, my mind was spinning at the possibilities. I began fantasizing. Right in the middle of the fantasy she let go of me and pushed my cock backwards and out of her reach. I took the intermission to load my video machine. I didn't want to be bothered with someone shaking my door when they saw the overhead red light out. I sat down in my chair feeling the cold metal on my bare ass. I looked at my cock and took the pre-cum onto my finger and tasted myself. Damn, just a few minutes more and I would of squirt for them. Just as I was thinking it was all over, the guy's cock popped through the glory hole. Quickly, I grabbed his meat in my hand and lowered my mouth onto his shaft. With my mouth wide open I swallowed every bit of him. I knew I had to show him that I had excellent cocksucking abilities. I hungrily sucked his cock with quick and deep thrusts. My saliva was dripping out of the corners of each side of me mouth and running down my chin. I could feel my own cock stiffen and flex, wanting in the worst way to squirt. I didn't want to touch it in fear I would orgasm as soon as I grabbed it. Again, suddenly and without warning his cock pulled from my mouth. My eyes went to the hole and peered though. The girl had removed her jeans as I sucked his cock. The guy was bending her over the chair and stepping close in behind her. I watched with my mouth open and he guided his cock, wet from my saliva into her pussy. Slowly he began stroking in and out of her. I could see he was teasing her pussy with the stroke in and them pulling it completely out of her, before replacing his meat to it's full depth again. Filling her with her own sensations and frustrations. I was one, well aware of being teased by this guy. Was it worth it? Damn right it was, at least for me who just wanted some hot warm cum filling my mouth, no matter how long it would take. Shit, she got his cum. I watched as he began fucking her faster and faster. She squealed, he moaned and fell against her backside. He had filled her little pussy with cum. I took my cock in my hand as I watched them. In a few seconds after cuming he removed his cock, trailing a long string of white cum that attached her pussy and his cock. How I wished I could have been in there with them, to catch that string of cum before it fell to the floor. They were whispering once again. I tried to understand what they were saying but couldn't over the video sound track. I reached up to my machine and started turning down the volume. When my eye went back to the glory hole my mouth fell open. Without a use for a open mouth, I shut it. Close to their wall was her a pussy, well fucked and still dripping with cum. I heard him say, "She wants you to fuck her and to cum inside of her. I'll eat her out after you cum." I stood and aimed my cock through the glory hole and waited. I flexed myself, waving, as it was my cock at them. I felt her backing into me. Her fingers went underneath and lifted my cock slightly. She moved backwards. I could feel the cum still went between her pussy lips She moved my cock around until it's head entered her. I had to hold still. There wasn't anything I could do but stay hard and pressed myself against the wall and allow her to milk my cock. At first she moved slowly. I could visualize her leaning outwards allowing my cock to withdraw and then banging back into the wall forcing my cock deep into her cunt. We fucked these way for less than I minute. I said to them in a loud whisper, "I'm going to shoot!" She began bucking harder and faster. I could hear the wall crunching and moaning under our body movement. The wall was flexing in my direction when her ass banged into it. I dug my fingernails into the wood walls. I tired to bite the wall, unsuccessful of course. I released my erotic desire deep into her pussy with spasm after spasm until I started to go limp. I longed to hold onto her. To feel her closeness to be one with her. But it wasn't going to happened with a wall between us. She still pressed backwards into me. I think I could feel her body shivering though my cock. I definitely heard her muffled scream as she had her own orgasm. I believe her first of the night. I felt my cock fall from her pussy and dangle on the wall. Slowing I pulled my self away from the two of them, yet still wanting more. I sat on my chair to recover and pulling my jeans up off of the cum drenched floor. While there, I peeked over at my friends to watch them leave. As I peered to their half lit room I saw him sitting on the chair. To my amazement I watch her bare legs climb onto the sides of the chair. I bent lower into the glory hole to get a better look at what they were doing. He looked directly at me and motioned me to come over. But I kept my eyes on them, wondering what was next. It dawned on me. She was passing the cum in her pussy to his mouth. I jumped out of my seat, unlocked the door and swung it open. I made the two steps to their door and pulled it open. It was unlocked. As the door opened I was viewing the back of his head, his face tilted up wards catching the long white stream of cum flowing out of her cunt. The door hit me in the ass as I stepped into the tiny cramped room of kinky pleasure. My eyes moved upward from his open mouth, trailing the stream of cum to her pussy. I edged closer to them. I positioned myself to take in some of the cum for myself. At that very second when the first taste of cum touched my tongue I heard her say, "Daddy!" Book Store Stories No. 02 With my head positioned under her pussy to catch the stream of semen that was dripping from her, I got the shock of my life when I heard her say, "Daddy"! We were both shocked to have discovered each other there in the Adult Book & Video Store. But the thought that I had unknowingly just fucked my daughter through a glory hole was burning my skin, it was painful. In my original story (Book Store Stories No.1) I had explained that I was like the guy in the TV commercial. The one who has a nice family, a nice house and was a member of the country club. How do I afford it? I was in debt up to my eye balls. That is me. Except, I am bisexual. Story No. 2 The shock of being outed, left me speechless. Candy had jumped off the chair to the floor and tried to dress all the while apologizing to me. Her boy friend just stood there with this big smile on his face. Quickly, I left the two of them in the adult video booth. I ran to my car, unlocked the door and climbed in. My hand shook so badly that it was hard for to place the key into the ignition and start the car. Luckily the car started and I drove straight home. The events of the night were more than I had ever bargained for. My mind was racing at light speed as I poured myself a strong drink of whiskey. My hands were still shaking as I sat down and to sip my alcohol. The question of the night was "What was I going to do?" How was I going to face my daughter? I knew I had another night before she and my wife would return home. I needed some rest. I needed time to think. The next morning I woke up, still wearing the clothes I had on the previous night. I had spent the night on the sofa and now had a huge hangover. I stood and walked to the bathroom, I needed to pee. Standing in front of the toilette I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out and aimed for the water pissing last nights whiskey away. After returning my cock to my jeans I caught a slight odor and smelt my hand. Oh shit! My daughters scent was all over me. I needed a to shower quickly and climbed the stairs to my bedroom. I stripped off my clothes, leaving them in a pile to wash later and turned on the shower. As I lathered my body with the cleansing soap, trying to wash away last nights dirty deeds, my cock popped to life. I could not believe it. My cock which had me in so much trouble was now aroused. I guess I'm a weak spirited man, because I started stroking myself. And sure as shit my mind raced back to that glory hole. Me standing there dangling my cock through the hole. Feeling those fingers squeezing my cock through the hole in the wall. Then, feeling those wet warm lips engulfing my manhood. At last the feeling of my orgasm shooting into that pussy on the other side of the wall. I nearly slipped on the wet shower floor as I squirted stream after stream of cum onto the shower door. I turned off the shower and began drying myself off. That is when I heard her voice. "Daddy, are you in here?" I replied, "Don't come in, I'm in the shower!!!" Never being an obeying child, Candy walked in anyway. I had swung the shower door open and had a towel around my waist, so at least I was not naked. Never the less I was embarrassed and told her so. "You shouldn't be in here." I said. Candy replied with, "After fucking me last night, I don't see why it matters now." Still it bothered me that she was in my bathroom and I was wearing only a towel. Candy walked towards me, wearing the same clothes she had on when she entered the video booth last night. She stepped over the shower door and examined the glass. Candy took her finger and swiped my cum that was still clinging to the glass. She then rubbed the sticky white stuff between her fingers, then smelt it. "Daddy, did you jack off in the shower while thinking about fucking me?" She had me again. Caught in the act. I walked past her, mumbling a bull shit line. She caught up to me in the bedroom where she quickly sat on my bed saying, "Daddy we have to talk, now". Turning around and hanging onto my towel, I too sat down, at the far corner of the bed. I told Candy how sorry I was to have been in the booth next to hers, last night. Then I tried apologize for fucking her. That's when Candy stepped in and stopped me. She said, "Daddy it's OK. I'm good with it. Last night at Tom's, he and I talked about what happened. I could tell Tom was excited that he had witnessed an incest. He and I talked it though and I feel, well, not so embarrassed now. "Daddy, I want you to know, that while Tom was fucking me, I fantasied that it was you who I was fucking. My orgasm so intense that I shuttered over and over, even after Tom fell asleep I was still finger fucking myself and cuming" I asked Candy, "How will we handle this with your mother?". Candy replied, "She will never know, unless you tell her." With that, Candy slipped off the bed and crawled towards me. "Daddy, I want more of you." With that she spread my knees, pulling the towel open and took my cock into her hand. As we had talked I could feel my cock wanting to rise, but I tried to fight the erection off. So, when Candy opened the towel I was already half hard. She looked up at me and smiled. Candy took ahold of me much like last night, soft and genteelly. I watched as her lips parted. She licked her lips, then my cock tip. Opening her mouth wide, she lowered her head down and around my cock shaft. I could feel my cock twitching within her mouth. I knew that this crime was going to be worse, than the time before. I was delighted in the fact that Candy was sucking on me. Truthfully, I wanted to fuck her again and fought the nasty thought off. Maybe this one more time would turn her off. I grabbed the bedspread with both of my hands as I felt my cum rising up the shaft out of my tightening balls. I mutter out loud that I was cuming. Candy slowed her head movements and deep throated me. I shot my cum. I had never had such an intense orgasm in my life. Now, I had some idea how Candy felt last night with their orgasms. I heard a satisfying moan come from Candy and felt the reverberations on my cock that was deep in her throat. I fell back onto the bed totally taken over. The feeling was divine and I relished in it. I felt Candy moving. I opened my eyes and saw she was standing now. She looked at me, her mouth fully closed, yet leaking out a slight smile and a cum drop. She pulled her top over her head and dropped it on the floor. She was without a bra. Her titties glistened with perspiration and no telling what else. She had a magnificent body, slightly on the slim side but perfectly proportioned. Candy then wiggled out of her jeans and kicked them off to the side. I really didn't notice it last night in the dark, but she was trimmed to a slight strip of hair. Her long slender legs excited me so much, that I can't describe it. Candy came around the side of the bed nearest to my head and place her foot on the mattress. Her pussy was spread open, I could see her pink folds glistening in her own moisture. She rubbed herself then I followed that hand to her mouth. She cupped the hand and spat my cum out of her mouth in to it. Candy lowered her hand and rubbed my cum all over her pussy. Jumping up onto the bed she straddled me. Some of my cum fell onto my stomach, I knew what I was to do now. I sat up and began lapping cum from her pussy, right where we had left off at last night. Her fingers opened herself wide giving my tongue all of the good stuff. She and I tasted great. Maybe some of that taste was Tom's. Candy whispered to me, "Keep it up Daddy, I'm going to cum all over your face." Fifteen seconds later she grabbed my head and pulled it tighter against her cunt. She did flood me with her cum as my tongue flicked her clit. When her orgasm finally subsided she knelt down on me. I could feel her cunt close to my cock. I could feel my cock seeking her opening on instinct. But me fucking her now was not what she had planned for me, just yet. Candy started licking my face. Our lips met. The kiss was gentle and lingering before I felt her tongue enter my mouth. Again, my cock twitched for her opening. I reached behind her and grabbed her tight ass and forced it down onto my cock. I slipped in to her pussy, effortlessly. Candy gyrated down on me while lowering her tits to my chest. Knowing her nipples there rubbing on me, fired a charge through my body. I held her tightly and fucked her like a mad man. When my cock accidently slipped out I took a moment to roll her over onto her back. My hands went to each leg and followed her soft skin to her ankles. I lifted and spread her ankles and positioned my cock head into her pussy opening. I rammed her hard. Then again and again. She cried to me, "More, more!" The two of us bucked against each other until I spat my third cum for the morning. Fatigued, I laid on top of Candy as each of us tired to catch our breaths. It felt incredible. When I could talk I asked Candy, "What are we going to do"? Candy said, "What do you mean?" "About your mother", I said. Candy replied, "We can meet at the Adult Book Store, Daddy!" Book Store Stories No. 03 I woke up Sunday morning and next to me was my daughter, Candy. I slid out of bed not wanting to wake her up. I did have to stare at the outline of her beautifully shaped body under the white sheet. Damn, she looked sexy. Then I thought, shit my wife and Candy's mother will be home in a few hours. What the hell was I going to do? I resigned myself into thinking; 1) My wife will kill me. 2) There will be a messy divorce with front page coverage in the National Enquirer. 3) Suicide. I went to the kitchen and made my coffee and thought and thought about the fix I had gotten into at the adult book store. It all started when I had thought, my whole family would be out of town, giving me the chance to sneak off and suck some cock. Well, I did get some cock sucking done and it turned out to be my daughter's date. What I had not bargained for, was some pussy though a glory hole. And that pussy was between my own daughter legs who was in a booth next to mine. When Candy had come home the next morning and found me in the shower. With my ejaculation running down the shower door, she took it to mean I had fantasied about fucking her. She was correct. Embarrassed and confused we had talked about our coming out party for better than an hour. All that this talk had accomplished was, it just made the two of us horny once again. We had fucked all of Saturday and into the night. Now my wife would be coming home. I just hoped she wouldn't be horny. I really really dreaded my wife coming home and facing her. Would Candy keep her promise to me and keep our secret? Come Monday morning I went to work. I had been relieved that that I had survived the previous day and made it this far. Not much work was accomplished this day. I have to say I spent most of my working day thinking and of course fantasying. I was really hoping I could some how continue fucking my daughter. But deep down I knew it couldn't continue. It just couldn't. At five minutes to five o'clock my office phone rang. I answered in my best office voice all the time trying to focus on anything other than Candy's sex. "Hi Daddy,,,, have you been thinking about me?" "Oh, hello Candy. Where are you?" "Daddy, I'm parked next to your office building" "Your here? Outside? What for?" "Daddy, I was thinking, with mom home now, maybe we should go to the adult book store." "Candy, no, we can't do that. I...I... I don't know what." "Daddy would you rather me come into your office now? I could crawl under your desk and suck you cock?" "No Candy! You can't do that." "OK Daddy, I'll be waiting outside for you, we'll take me car." She then hung up on me, before I could say anything else. I knew what I had to do. So a few minutes after five I walked out of my office and found Candy sitting in her car. I opened the car door and said, "Candy, we can't continue this. It's wrong." I watched Candy and she lifted her skirt, reveling her pussy. She took her finger tips and wiped up her crotch and then held her fingers out towards my face. "Smell my fingers Daddy. You'll change your mind." I didn't have to move closer, I could already smell the pungent sweet pussy juice within Candy's car interior. She had to have been masturbating, while waiting for me to come out of the office. "Come on Daddy, please. I'm so fucking horny for your cock. We can be at the adult book store in five minutes, have a quickie and then you can go home. Please Daddy." I climbed into Candy's red Mustang and we sped off in the direction of the book store. I looked over at my daughter as she drove me towards another sin, she was smiling and looked radiant. I was noticing the light from the sun was illuminating her brunette hair when I felt her hand touch my leg. Candy's touch had brought me back to the present. She was pulling into the adult book stores parking lot. She parked and we exited her car. I stood there for a second, wanting to chicken out, yet knowing my erotic mind would never allow it. Candy took my arm and led me towards the door. Once inside the book store I forgot my misgivings about fucking my daughter. Adult book stores have this incredible pull on a persons sexual desires. Once inside, you'll do anything to achieve your own orgasm or to cause someone else to orgasm. I stopped at the counter and exchanged a ten dollar bill for some dollar bills, to feed the video booths. There is something about having sex and watching people fuck on screen, that enhances your own experience. Candy walked down the dark hall of the video arcade with me following her. Just as I guessed, she went straight to the two original booths where we had first fucked, with the glory hole between them. We walked into the nearest booth, as the other was occupied. I locked the door behind us. As I fed some dollar bills into the video machine Candy sat in the chair and peaked into the glory hole. After viewing the occupant next door, she simple shrugged her shoulders, then unzipped my pants. I had become erect as I followed Candy's swaying ass down the dark of the hallway, so there was not way I could bend my cock out of my underwear and pant fly. I started unbuckling my belt. As I was pulling my pants down to my knees, Candy was startled, as the guy next door had stuck his cock through the glory hole and poked her arm with it. She giggled and grabbed the cock with her hand. Candy motioned me to move closer to her where she used her other hand to grab me by the balls and proceeded to slid her lips down my shaft. Her warm lips felt so good on my over worked cock. I heard a sigh of relief come from my lips as my mind drifted off in to my pleasure zone. I softly ran my hands through Candy's hair as I watched her swallowing my cock again and again. Candy broke the silence of sex when she stated, " He's cuming". I looked down at her just in time to see the guy next door filling her small hand with his cum. Some of it had dribbled over the side of her palm and had dripped on her dress. Candy made a face and shook his cum onto the floor. Candy then stood and pulled off her top and laid it over the chair. She was braless. Next she lifted her skirt. I don't know if she had spent the day without panties or had removed them before picking me up. Candy said, "Daddy, today let's finish what you started to do Friday night. With that said, Candy stepped up onto the chair. Spreading her feet she fully exposed her pussy for my tongue. I held her legs tightly as I buried my face into her dark canal, flicking my tongue up and down her slit. She moaned in delight. As I lapped away on my daughters pussy and swallowed all of her juices that I could mange to catch. Candy danced, so to speak, on the slick chair as she climaxed. My own cock was hard and I could feel it wiggling in the darkness of the booth. Then I heard a knock on the wall. I pulled out of Candy's hands, turned to look. There was a light knock, knock on the wall and finger curling in the glory hole. A "come here" curling finger. I stuck my dick through the glory hole for the stranger to play with, then half twisted my body back to Candy. I slowly kissed my daughter's clit and flicked it with my tongue. I could tell she liked it, as she would shiver with each flick of my tongue. She was in her heightened sexual arousal mode and any form of clitoral stimulation would entice involuntary body movements from her. At first our next door neighbor just played with my cock with his fingers. Now he was licking me. I hoped that soon he would engulf my cock fully and deep throat me. I love the feeling when my hard cock is forced to curve down someone's throat. ( I hope you know someone who can deep throat you.) The guy next door who had my tool deep in his mouth was disappointed when I pulled back my cock, leaving him with only a trailing stream of saliva and precum. Candy had stepped off of the chair and was demanding to be fucked. I didn't want to disappoint her. Candy, sat me down in the chair. Then she straddled the chair while facing me. She lowered her pussy down on my wet and ready cock. Slowly at first were her movements up and down on my cock. I leaned back to watch her face and hair movements. Her eyes were closed and she had a determined look on her face. Our next door neighbor once again knocked on the wall. We both looked at the glory hole. The guy had stuck his cock through it and was wiggling it up and down, apparently wanting some attention. Candy, not loosing her rhythm on my prick reached over and grabbed the guys cock and began jacking on it as fast as she could. Once she spit on the cock to lubricate it. Not fifteen seconds after Candy had spit on the guys cock it erupted in it's on spitting fit, squirting cum all over Candy's right tit, rib cage and hip. Candy let go of the guys cock once his cum was dispensed all over her body. With her free hand she let go of my shoulder, taking both hands and began rubbing the guys cum over both of her boobs. Candy's boobs glistened from the wet cum in the dim light, her fingers and palms rubbed her nipple erect and I could tell she was about to climax into the biggest cum of the night. Candy moaned, closed her eyes and then pulled my mouth to her nipple. I sucked the cum off like the deranged pervert that I am. In fact, I reached out and cupped both of her boobs and buried my face between them, lapping up as much cum as I could find. The boobs drenched in cum set me over the edges. My cock spasm and squirted in to my daughter's cunt. Candy knowing I too was cuming ground her hips down hard against me and we locked together for a minute, closer to one and another like no other people could possibly be on this earth. We got dressed the best we could and each went to the appropriate restroom to clean up. Candy drove me back to the office and let me off at my car. She place her car in gear and moved slowly saying, "Goodbye Daddy, I'll see you later". I stood there watching her drive off, wondering if I was the luckiest guy in the world or the most condemned. Book Store Stories No. 04 I was thinking, as I watched Candy drive away, our escapades at the adult book store had been fun. Yet I was still feeling guilty for fucking my very own daughter. But what could I do, the pleasure I got from her was controlling me. So far since our first encounter my mind had not rested from thinking what I had done. Sure I was scared of being caught, the embarrassment and all. I'm just thankful at least Candy was a young adult. I drove home to my wife. Dinner went by without questions of why I had been late getting home, so I began to relax. My wife sat next to me on the sofa as we read. It wasn't look before I felt her foot rubbing mine. Oh shit, she had that look in her eye and a smile on her face. I had fucked her right there on the sofa while I had fantasized about Candy. A few days had passed now into my normal everyday life, yet every day Candy would call me at the office to ask me how I was doing. She never hung up without saying that she loved me. It was Friday morning when Candy called me. She was full of excitement as she had told me that her mother was going to visit her parents once again. Candy had told me before she hung up, "Daddy we are going to have some fun. I'm going to think up something special for us. I love you Daddy." My wife called me later on in the afternoon saying she had to run down to her parent's home. I just said, "OK", with raised eye brows and a smirk on my face. The clock ticked slowly for the rest of the day. At five I hurried home to find Candy all ready there. Candy came down the hall way to greet me, giving me a big hug and a kiss. I asked, "What do you have in store for tonight that has you so excited?" Candy smiled saying, "We are going to the adult book store Daddy, isn't that enough?" Taking my hand into hers Candy pulled me down the hall to my bedroom. "Let's take a shower and freshen up a bit, OK Daddy?" I started taking my suit off, very slowly, as I wanted to watch Candy as she took off her clothing. Candy is a beautiful woman, a size 4, with ample boobs and a perfectly shaped body. She didn't go anywhere with out attracting attention from men and women. She always dressed nicely and carried herself well. Now Candy stood before me, naked, she was a golden goddess. My one eye could see her and was jumping with joy and we made our way into the shower. With some giggling and tickling as foreplay we soon became occupied with kisses under the warm water spray. Candy's boobs pressed firmly against my chest and her leg brushing my harden cock. I had clasped my hands on her buttocks and had let my finger work it's way towards her little pucker hole. I felt for her opening. Candy's ass pushed back towards my finger, so I slowly inserted it into her anal opening. Candy lowered her mouth to my nipples and as she bent at the waist she forced my digit to go farther down her canal. I heard her moaning with my nipple in her mouth. I thought to myself, "Would she let me fuck her back there?" I pulled my finger from Candy's ass. She stood up and looked at me with a twinkle in her eye. She reached for the bar of soap and lathered up her hands. She took my cock and ever so gently she lathered it with the soap. She replaced the soap back into it's dish and turned around. I watched as her soapy hand rubbed between her ass cheeks, leaving a form of lubrication for what was about to happen. Candy stepped back towards me and bent over placing her hands on the far shower wall. I stepped forward. With one hand I felt for her opening, with the other I guided my cock to that spot. Once in place, my cock head pushing against her anal opening, I edged forward. I felt a strong resistance. "Candy, have you ever done this before?" I asked. In return, "No Daddy, but I really want to. Fuck me Daddy, go ahead and push it in me." I felt my daughter's ass pushing at my cock head so I pushed forward ever so slowly. She was very tight, that was for sure. I said, "Try to relax Honey." Candy quickly pushed back towards me. My cock head popped into her. Candy let out a cry of pain, so I held still. I told her to relax that the pain would soon subside. I cupped each of her breasts with my both of my hands. I nibbled and licked on her neck. I felt Candy relaxing, then she started moving her butt ever so slowly in a circular gyration. I squeezed her nipples in between my fingers and bit down on her neck. The cum had come so quick and really without much warning. I was filling her anal cavity with my white gizz. "Daddy, did you cum already?", asked Candy. "Yes Baby", I replied. "I'm going to try to stay inside of you. My cum will lubricate you." "Good idea Daddy, cause I want to cum too". I stood behind Candy, tightly gripping her hips. I kept my cock pushing forward, deeper inside of her. "Yes! Daddy, go deeper into me.", she yelled. My cock had softened a little. That had allowed it to enter her half way. The hard entry point was well beyond my cock head. I felt Candy beginning to fuck me back. Her hips forcefully banged backwards causing her ass to devour my cock, to it's full length. I became excited again. I knew I could cum once more but first, I had to make my daughter cum. We got into a nice fucking rhythm. Rocking and bucking back and forth. My cock was pulling almost out of her then plunging deep back into her depths. As I fucked Candy I was pinching her nipple with one hand. The other hand was pinching her clit. Then, I felt her hand run across the back of mine, the one that had a hold of her clit. Her touch was soft but not lingering. I felt her fingers curl under mine as she entered her pussy. She hand fucked herself with a lot of enthusiasm. She moaned and bucked under me. I knew she was nearing a climax. I was also. Candy continued her hand fucking, but even faster now as her climax unleashed it's self. Her climaxing was all that I needed to bring my balls to boil. I shot my second load of cum in to her ass. My cock throbbed as it squirted a few times deep inside of her. I pulled myself out or her, fully spent. I felt weak. My cock was finally limp. Candy turned towards me still full of life. "Let me wash that Daddy" as she reached for the bar of soap. I was carried into a dream. I stood there in the cascading spray while Candy washed my entire body with soap. I was totally relaxed, even my dick was relaxed. We finished up our shower together. It would be a moment in time that I would always remember. Fucking my daughters ass in the shower. Now that is something a dad just can't brag about, except as an anonymous writer on an adult website. Candy and I laid on the bed, catching our breaths. Then I asked Candy, "Are we still going to the adult book store." "Yes Daddy, after you have a rest. I want you fully energized and horny before we go." I said, "I won't have any problem with getting horny, with you around Baby." I must of fallen asleep. Candy was shaking me, "Daddy wake up, let's go to the adult bookstore." I sat up and looked around my bedroom. I was still naked, but Candy was dressed. She was wearing a very short black dress with sandals. I knew most likely she would not be wearing panties. I looked at the clock radio and said, "It's 1:30 in the morning Candy". "But Daddy, the adult bookstore is just now coming to life. Hurry up lets go." I quickly dressed as Candy paced the room. We got into Candy's car and drove the fifteen minutes to the book store. She was right, the place was packed. We stepped into the adult book store and immediately went straight back to the hall and down to the booths with glory holes. The next to the last was vacant. I opened the door for Candy to enter and turned and saw a half dozen men walking out way. I quickly closed and locked our door. I knew the two booths on either side of us would stay filled until we leave. I fed the video machine money and the movie started playing. Candy took a seat and was clicking through the movies. She stopped at gay movie and watched two young studs, one fucking the ass of the other in the gym. I watched Candy's face for a reaction. I'm sure she was feel the hot sting still in her own ass hole. Candy turned in the chair facing me and began unfastening my pants. Damn, that girl goes after my cock every chance she gets. Lucky me, I thought as my pants went to my ankles. My cock was still flaccid from our fucking earlier in the night. Candy took my cock into her hands, fondling it briefly then poking it into her mouth. I felt her tongue swirl around my cock head. A soft cock blow job feels different than when you're hard, but all the same, is the exciting feeling you get when someone sucks it. As Candy sucked me, I felt myself growing in her mouth. Her warm and wet mouth would soon build a raging erection. While Candy was sucking on me I noticed ever now and then she would look around me at the wall. Most likely something was going on in the other booths and or our glory hole. Just then, Candy removed my cock from her mouth and repositioned herself and the chair, she moved me also. She moved closer to me, looking up into my eyes, she smiled. My cock was hard now. Candy began kissing it, moving her beautiful face all around it. Up the shaft and down the shaft, sometime stopping to slap her own face with my meat. She stuck my cock into her mouth again and reached for her purse. Without my cock coming out of her mouth, she removed a tube of lube. I thought maybe she needed some because of all the fucking we had been doing. She stopped sucking me and stood up. Her dress was pulled off in one swift motion leaving herself totally nude. Her golden tan, gleaned in the dark room lit only by the porn movie playing on the screen. I stepped up close to her and we kissed. We kissed some more. Candy's kisses were soft and loving. I wondered, despite the fetish, were we making love? My cock was a raging animal once again. I tried to adjust myself to plug it into her pussy. Yet every time I tried Candy would move. Candy took her lube and squirted a generous amount on to her hand. I watched as she reached under herself and applied the slick fuck juice to her asshole. But she didn't stop there. More lube filled her palm again. To my shock, it was meant for me. Candy turned me around and liberally applied the lube to my asshole. My cock jumped when she toyed with a rosebud, fingering the lube inside of me. I thought my knees would collapse. Candy then positioned her ass over the glory hole. She motioned me over to her and took my cock into her hand and then kissed me softly yet holding my cock firmly. I felt her move. I opened my eyes from the kiss and watched her bending at the waist. She held herself in position by holding onto me. I heard her gasp! Then another gasp. Candy looked up at me from her weird position and smiled at me saying, "Oh Daddy it feels so good, this cock is smaller than yours but it's still hot." Then Candy's whole body started bouncing in and out from the wall, while the guy next door fucked her ass, through the glory hole. I heard a muted grunt coming through the wall of the booth and Candy stopped bouncing. The guy had cum in her ass. Candy stood upright and adjusted her hair then cupped her breasts in each of her hands giving them a firm squeeze. "Oh Daddy that felt so good in my ass! Turn around and show me your ass, I have to play with it some more." Of course I did as she requested. Candy's hand traced all around my buttocks, keeping me on edge, until she finally made her way between my cheeks. Her finger touched my opening, causing me to take a deep breath. Her finger circled the opening, teasing me. Finally, she inserted her digit slowly into me. "Daddy, your ass feels very tight. It needs more lube." More lube went onto Candy's finger tips and she reinserted her now gooey finger back into me. She moved slowly, in deeper and deeper, as far as she could reach. She reached around me with her other hand a grabbed my hard cock. Then I felt another finger enter me. Then another. When three of Candy's fingers were fully in me she started the fucking motion, though with short strokes. Candy's fingers pulled out of me. I looked down at her gooey hand as it reached into the glory hole. Her little hand with red finger nails pulled a long thin cock through the hole into our side. "OK Daddy, it's your turn. I want to watch you get fucked." I hesitated. Candy had never seen me having sex with another person. I wondered if it would ruin our relationship. "Come on Daddy, it's OK to be kinky", she said to me. I admit, I had been fucked a couple of times before. I was just not so enthused about it, to keep on doing it. But with Candy with me and beckoning me on I relented to do it. I moved into position, covering the glory hole with my ass. I bent over as Candy had done. I looked up at her, she was smiling. She placed her hands on either side of my face and lovingly touched me. Then bent over and kissed me. I felt hot skin touching my butt. I braced myself for the coming event. He pushed past my ass cheeks splitting them open. He was knocking on my back door now. I held my breath. He pushed a little more, I tried to relax. He pushed farther and entered me. I gasped. It hurt a bit. He was nice and held still, allowing me to become accustomed to his intrusion. The guy pushed more, this time I felt the weight of his body against the other wall. He was fully, deep inside of me. I have to admit, it felt good, with him deep inside of me. He started fucking me. Now my ass was bouncing off of the wall. Candy couldn't stand it any more, she moved around to my side, bent over and watched the glory hole. She hugged me saying, "Daddy this is the hottest sex I have ever watched." Then she kissed my cheek. Candy sat down on the floor and wiggled her way in between my legs. I felt her hair brushing my inner legs. Her little hands climbed up and grabbed my butt. I felt her mouth cover my cock. The guy next door slowed his strokes. He was slowly going in and out of me with shorter strokes now. I know from my own experiences what was happening. Just that quick he stopped totally. I heard him bang against the wall, moaning and moaning with pleasure as he shot his load. I couldn't feel him squirting but the pressure on my prostrate was overwhelming my own sexual pleasure. Candy was still on the floor, under me, I said "I'm cuming too Honey." Book Store Stories No. 05 Candy was still on the floor, under me, I said "I'm cuming too Honey." Lets backup a bit and explain. Earlier today, my daughter Candy had let me fuck her ass as we took a shower in preparation for tonight's adult bookstore fun. Thus Candy thought, fair is fair enough and had me backup to the glory hole. The guy in the other booth had fucked me leaving his hot load deep up my dark hole while Candy kneelt on the floor sucking my cock. Yeah, so when I said, "I'm cuming too Honey", Candy spit my cock out of her mouth and held it firmly pointed at her face. Stream after stream of my cum threaded onto her face as I danced on my tiptoes. I could feel my fuck buddies cum running out of my ass and down my leg. I looked down at my daughter; she was a lustful beauty, with a perfectly tanned figure, before my very eyes. The sight of Candy, nude on that dirty booth floor with my cum dripping off her face excited me. Candy and I were both addicted to the dark wet filth of the adult bookstores video arcade booths. You would think that the easy accessibility for cheap casual sex would be enough. But, not for the two of us. We could have gone to a booth without glory holes. Easily we could of invited one of those men who had followed us down the hall into a booth. But no, it's not enough. There is this feeling you get when anonymous people peek at you through the glory holes. There is this anonymous hand, cock or tongue that comes through the glory hole that is exciting. Other people reaching out, begging for you attention. Begging to have sex with you. And when you're with a twenty something hottie woman like Candy, this is all ten folds. I knelt down next to Candy on the dirty floor. We embraced, wrapping our arms around each other. I pulled her closer to where I could feel her moist skin against mine. I could smell the pungent odor of my cum on her face, her breath was reeking of my cocks smell. I kissed her tenderly. A tender, lovingly kiss. I felt the cum on her cheekbones against my own skin. I wanted to eat myself. I held her face between my hands and slowly began to clean up her with my tongue. Candy smiled. I felt a cool finger touch my back. Turning around to the glory hole, I found a hand with a finger extended. Another anonymous person wanting us. Candy pushed the finger and hand back into the hole. We both waited. A few seconds went by before a cock was pushed through the glory hole. It was an enormous cock. The cock was maybe ten inches long, very wide and with it's foreskin still attached. Candy grabbed it. I watched closely as Candy pulled the foreskin all the way back to expose its giant red head. She looked at me with a gleam in her eye and said, "Let do him together Daddy. But, not all the way, I want to fuck this monster too." The two of us began licking on either side of this monster cock. The taste was of cleanliness, which delighted me. I opened my mouth wide and closed in on the guys cock. His girth touched my upper and lower teeth sending desire through my body. Could I possibly take this one in my ass, I thought to myself. I was only allowed to taste the monster for a few seconds before Candy pulled me off of it. Candy didn't even try to get the cock into her little mouth. But I'm sure they guy was not complaining as she licked at this cum hole while fingering herself. "Daddy, I'm tasting his precum." Candy got up without letting go of the cock. She turned around and backed up towards the wall. She bent over and smiled at me. While I knelt there beside the two of them I watched as she guided his cock to her pussy lips. I knew when the guy had felt her pussy against his cock as he lunged forward with a bang on the wall separating us. Candy let out a gasp as the monster spit her cunt open. I watched her as she eased herself back and forth allowing her pussy to come accustomed to his giant manhood. I began stroking myself. I just couldn't help it. The sight of them, up close, a cock protruding through the glory hole, my daughter's pussy being gorged by another mans cock, hardened my cock. I could tell she was not taking his full length. As I got a great view of them fucking between the wall and Candy's ass. I hoped he would cum in her. I wanted sloppy seconds. Candy was cuming. She was frantic, grabbing her nipples, grabbing at the walls for balance and grabbing at her Daddy for love and understanding. I lovely rubbed her back as she had her orgasm. The guy in the next booth lasted a lot longer than I imagined. Candy looked as though she could pass out as she had already cum so many times. Then, they both fell silent. I heard the wall creaking against his weight. I could hear his moans of an orgasm. I know I just imagined it, but I heard his hot stream of cum splash against Candy's vagina walls. They separated. His cock dangled through the glory hole. I watched as the remaining drips of cum fell off of it. Candy grabbed at me saying, "Daddy, I have to sit down". I pulled the booths chair over to Candy and eased her into it. She sat on the cool metal chair and leaned back. The moisture on her skin sparkled in the video monitors light. Candy spread her leg and relaxed. I watched as the guys cum ran out of her folds onto the metal seat. Quickly, I knelt down and pulled Candy out to the edge of the seat and drank the nectar from their sex. The liquid was warm and strong tasting. Their odor filled my nose. I felt my own cock jerk as my cum squirted onto the floor. I laid my head on Candy's leg and the two of us relaxed for a bit. Candy fingers inched their way through my hair in a loving way. We were truly spent. Later, we got dressed. As I pulled on my pants and shirt I felt the grime and cum on my body. For sure a shower when we get home, I thought to myself. We walked out of the adult bookstore into the coolness and fresh air of the night. As we neared our car, Karl stepped forward. Karl introduced himself to us as the owner of the monster cock. He had a heavy German accent as he told us he really enjoyed us. That he was in town for just a few days. He gave me his business card with his hotels name, telephone and room number on it. He left us standing there after saying that he would be available the in the late morning or afternoon. Candy and I drove home quietly. Not speaking much but then again not ignoring each other. We showered together once again. Taking great care of soaping each others bodies carefully to remove the nights grit and cum off of the video booths floor. We climbed in between our cool clean sheets and kissed good night. As I was falling asleep I heard Candy whisper, "I love you Daddy, both ways." It was late morning when I awoke from a good nights sleep. I yawned and moved towards the edge of the bed. Candy was still asleep when I stepped to the floor. I looked back at Candy. She was completely nude of course. With the bright light from the sun invading my bedroom I could clearly see Candy's perfect body, her perfect tan. I thought to myself, she is so beautiful, sexy and perverted, that it was not a sin for me to be fucking her. She and I were meant for each others sexual pleasures. That thought made me feel better about myself. I had tried fighting her advances, I'll admit; with not much energy, yet I did try. I was sitting in the bay window drinking my morning coffee when Candy walked into the kitchen. She was still nude and aroused me immediately. I could have fucked her on the kitchen floor. But she sat on my lap instead. "Daddy, mom will be home this afternoon. What are our plans?" I told Candy that I didn't have any plans, as I had not finished my first cup of coffee. "Daddy, would you like to call Karl?" "Sure Candy, I can call him. That is if you really want to see him. Actually I kind of thought you might want his monster cock again. But, Candy I'll tell you right now, Karl is not sticking that big dick in my ass." "Daddy, that sounds perfect. See I don't want him to fuck my ass either. What I want him to do, is fill up my pussy with his monster cock, at the same time your fucking my ass." Book Store Stories No. 06 So with Candy and I sitting at the breakfast table, I make the phone call to Karl's hotel. "Hello, is this Karl?" "Yes, oh hi. Hello. I was hoping you would call." "Well Karl, Candy wants us to meet up with you again, are you still interested?" "I would love to meet up with the both of you. If you like, you can come to my hotel room or I can meet you at the adult bookstore." "Candy said your room will be fine, so we'll come there." "Oh Daddy this will be fun. Plus we'll stay clean for a change and remember, Mom comes home tonight." We had met Karl in the adult book store last night. Candy and I both, became excited when Karl had stuck his giant cock through the glory hole. Candy and I both sucked on him until Candy tasted his precum. Then she fucked him. Later, outside in the parking lot we met Karl and gave us his phone number and invited us to meet him the following morning. So, here I am riding shotgun, while my daughter, Candy drives us to Karl's hotel. Today, Candy was dressed conservatively, wearing a below the knee, flower print sundress with her leather sandals. But yet, she was still strikingly beautiful. Yet for the few, like me her father, we know that under her striking beauty is a raging kinky sex machine. Karl met us in the lobby of the hotel and quickly took us to his room. Karl asked us to sit and offered us juice, which we all drank while Karl told us how much fun he had with us last night. As I sipped my juice, Candy quickly swallowed hers. She stood up and moved over to where Karl was standing next to the full length windows, over looking the city below us. Candy knelt down in front of Karl and felt for his cock. Peacefully, I watched them closely while I finished my glass of cool juice. Karl was excited immediately. He unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers. Candy took hold of his waist band and pulled everything down to his ankles. Karl's cock sprung out only half hard yet still very impressive. The guy was huge. Candy's lips where all over Karl's cock, kissing him up and down his shaft. I watched as his cock harden, while fantasizing sharing his monster cock with my daughter. I couldn't stand by, just watching, so I began undressing myself. Shirt, shoes, socks and trousers where soon in a stack on the floor of the hotel room. I stood close, next to them stroking my own cock. My cock was hard and I was gulping down my saliva in anticipation of tasting of both of their bodies. Candy's hand reached towards me. I stood next to Karl facing Candy while looking down on her red lips wrapped about his cock head. I could see her lipstick stains on the skin of the cock. Karl's hands enveloped Candy's face pulling her lips from his cock. He then turned her towards me. I watched as Candy looked up into my eyes and smiled. "Oh Daddy, let me taste you." Candy said. I looked at Karl for an expression on his face. We had never mentioned to him that we were related. Sure we did have some similarities in our faces. But, being different in sex and age most would only label me as an older man with a younger woman. Karl's eye brow was raised as I felt Candy take my cock into her mouth, Karl smiled and winked at me. The feeling going through me now buckled my knees slightly. My heart rate raced as I took deep breaths. I closed my eyes and my soul moved into ecstasy. "Daddy, don't you cum yet", Candy said to me as she brought me back into the room. I thought to myself, "I was so enjoying that ecstasy." I stepped back from Candy's mouth and noticed as I did, a long string of saliva trailing from her mouth to my cock. The saliva string broke and fell onto Candy's chin and breast. Genteelly as I could I wiped her chin off, but left the breast wet. Candy laid down on the carpet and announced, "It's your turn to eat me now", while pointing her fingers at both of us. Karl looked at me and said, "Please, you go first". I knelt between Candy's legs, she already had spread them out for me, starting at her ankles I slowly ran my hands up her legs, until my thumbs pulled her vulva open. I looked down onto her glistening clit and moved me tongue towards it. With the first flick of my tongue on her clit I felt her body respond. Candy was keyed for an orgasm at anytime now. I wanted to be the one to turn that key. I sucked on every loose and harden area in and around Candy's pussy for maybe two minutes. All the time Candy was fidgeting with my hair and ears. She erupted with her orgasm as I was flicking her clit. Candy grabbed my head and held it with all her might tight against her pelvic bone. When Candy's orgasm subsided Karl made a suggestion. Karl's idea was he wanted to get into a sixty nine position with Candy. Candy said she was all about doing that. So Karl laid down next to Candy, leaving his head near her hips. Karl directed Candy to move onto the top him. Which she quickly did while lowering her pussy into Karl's face. As I was laying so close to them I viewed Karl's nose slide into Candy's cunt spreading it open for his tongue. I heard Candy muffled moans, muffled as she was trying her best of take care of that monster cock of Karl's. As the two of them were fully enthralled in their sixty nine I noticed Candy's cute little ass was wiggling with pleasure. I moved in behind her, Karl's eyes followed me, there I noticed Candy's dark red ass hole begging for attention. I slid in closer. First I touched Candy's bung hole with my finger, to make sure I was to be invited in. With that invite satisfied I begun tonguing the hole. I heard Candy's voice, now not so muffled saying, I love that Daddy. With that encouragement I pushed the tip of my tongue down hard trying to gain entrance. She was just too tight there to gain any kind of entrance with a tongue. I thought of something else. I stood up right, still behind Candy. With my hard cock in my hand, I spit into the other hand then coated the cocks head with my saliva. The precum helped also. I squatted over Candy up turned ass and moved in closer with my cock in my hand to guide it on this mission. I pressed up against her feeling resistance. I pushed harder and edged ever so much inside of her. I held still for a few seconds, letting my daughter become accustomed to this rear intrusion. Candy said, "Go ahead Daddy I'm ready for you now." I slowly moved and pushed more of my cock into her ass. Soon I was most of the way in her body. I began fucking her once again in her so called forbidden hole. I know, all of her holes should be forbidden, yet here I was, fucking my own living, breathing slut whore daughter. Candy moaned with enjoyment with the intrusion of her ass being filled with cock. It didn't surprise me in the slightest when she told Karl to turn around and to fuck her pussy. Karl did move and he did stay under her as Candy was on her hands and knees. I held still while Karl got himself situated under Candy's body. As he moved under her I felt his monster cock brush my balls. I had always liked that feeling. Often in the adult book stores guys would rub their cocks under my balls, I sure it excited them along with me. I knew Candy's pussy was dripping wet from her orgasm and Karl's tongue, so it was a surprise when she told Karl to be gentle and not split her open. As first I felt the pressure of Candy's ass pushing upwards as Karl inserted himself into her partially. I held still and waited, wanting to experience the feelings. Then I felt him. Karl's cock was inside of Candy and there was only thin skin separating our cocks. I could feel his cock moving against mine. With Karl's cock deep inside of Candy's pussy now they began fucking each other. Candy's body fell onto Karl's. I slid down with them yet some how held myself up on my knees with only my chest touching Candy's back side. The three of us were fucking together. The feeling was intense. My cock gliding in and out of Candy's ass all the while Karl's cock was going in and out of of her pussy. The feeling of Karl's cock sliding against my cock was too much. I began my orgasm surge. I fell down lower, straightening my legs out to quiver during my orgasm. Candy squealed with pleasure as her orgasm was building. Karl moaned and bucked harder and faster. Body fluids flooded Candy's insides. My cock twitched as I drove it as deep as I could go and held that pose. Karl grunted and moaned muttering out his words, "I'm cuming, I'm cuming." Karl pulled both of our heads down to his. He repeatedly kissed our faces, exclaiming that was the best sex he had ever had. I popped my cock out of Candy and lay to their side. When our breathing was close to normal we all sat up. All of us had a lovely grin on our faces. Yes, it truly was the best sex I had ever had. Plus, I'm sure Candy would of been thinking the same. Karl poured us another glass of juice and the three of us huddled around on the carpet still totally naked. I looked at Candy, her eyes were bright with satisfaction and pleasure. Karl's cock lay on the carpet between his legs, now limp but still large. Karl spoke up. "Listen my friends. I own a villa on this island where there is a hedonism resort. They will be having their annual world famous bash in two weeks. I'm inviting you to my home there, I want you to accompany me to this resort where we will find more erotic pleasure for us to explore. How about it?" I looked at the tip of my cock, there was a slim stream of cum still oozing out of it. Book Store Stories No. 07 Candy was elated with the idea and asked me, "Daddy can we go? Please Daddy!" We had just left Karl's hotel room after a good romp with him. Candy had experienced a double penetration this time. Karl's monster cock filled her pussy and I had once again entered her ass. Candy and just turned on the street to head back to our house when she said to me, "Daddy, could you feel Karl's cock touching yours? I don't know about you but I was feeling everything. Maybe some day, a cock in the mouth would be fun while my pussy and ass are being fucked." Candy was correct; I did feel Karl's cock sliding against mine. I didn't last long in her ass either. With the sensation of my cock feeling Karl's cock sliding in and out of Candy's pussy, I blew my load rather quickly. Afterwards, Karl invited us to join him at his island Villa during the upcoming Hedonism III. This would be a week long orgy with hundreds of people. It did sound like fun, but I had issues. "Candy, I would like to go, really. But what would we tell your mother?" "Daddy, I have a plan. I'll tell her myself, that we are going on a backpacking trip. I'll even invite her along. I know she will not join us, after all she hates the outdoors. Besides, you know how she likes to visit Grandma. I bet she'll make a bee line to visit her." "I suppose that will work. But what if she wants to go along?" Candy looked at me, "You have got to be kidding me!" Candy did take care of my wife. She wouldn't be going camping with us. Candy even emailed Karl, accepting his invitation. It was a long two-week wait for the upcoming trip to roll around. Candy and I were both excited. Candy had told me in the hallway one night that she was masturbating every night just thinking about being on an island with a bunch of cocks chasing after her. I on the other hand was going without sex. That is until Candy stopped by my office one day at lunchtime. She entered the office and locked the door behind her. Candy came over to my desk and knelt down on the floor swiveling my chair around to face her. She pulled down the spaghetti straps over her shoulders baring her breasts. Then she unbuckled my belt, unzipped my trousers and pulled my cock out. As she sucked me off, I fondled her two breasts in my hands. My body wanted more of her, but my mind said I was taking enough of a chance with the blowjob. In a few minutes, I had cum in Candy's mouth, which she quickly swallowed and then cleaned the end of my cock off with her tongue, catching those last few drops that are always present. She left quickly. I sat there dumbfounded but relaxed for a few minutes before going back to work. Candy had often threatened me with sex in my office if I didn't meet her at the adult bookstore, which we loved to fuck in. This time there was no threat; it was actually just what I needed. We had gotten away with it today. The following Friday we flew out of town, leaving our tent and sleeping bags in the trunk of my car. Candy had bought us the proper attire for our island trip. Indeed, I was thinking we might not need any clothes, knowing Karl. Candy fell asleep on my shoulder as we jetted across the blue water below us. A few times during her sleep I would have thoughts about our sex together. Each time these thoughts would cause me to become slightly erect. When I felt the additional pressure in my pants, I would simple think about the older gentleman sitting on the other side of me. My cock would soften immediately. We couldn't believe it. We landed on the beautiful island. Palm trees, flowers and bright colors everyplace you looked. Karl had his driver at the airport to greet us. The guy was young and jet black with broad shoulders and narrow at the hips. His hair was close cut and neat. He was dressed in tan linen trousers and a blue print shirt, very island like. He drove us to the Villa. I figured I would drive around in the rental car for hours until I found Karl's address. It was actually a short trip to the Villa. It was a sweet blessing to have a driver. Karl met us at the front door of his Villa. He kissed my daughter on the lips and shook my hand. He introduced us to his driver, Bo, who was also the servant, and Bo took our luggage and we followed him to our room. Karl said mater of factually we could have separate rooms if we wished but figured that we wouldn't. He was correct. Our room had a king size bed with twin bedside tables. The room's large glass door slid open to the patio and the view of the beach. Sheer white curtains on either side of the door, blew into the room giving me a calm feeling. An overhead fan turning slowly kept the room comfortable. Karl gave us time to unpack our luggage and freshen up. He said that he would meet us at the pool and to wear our swimwear. I heard him order fruit snacks from Bo. Candy and I took a quick shower to freshen our bodies. Even though we were in kind of a hurry to get to the pool I got a hard on by just being in the shower with my daughter. She laughed at my hard cock saying, "Am I that sexy?" I said nothing, but winked. Candy and I walked hand in hand down the hall way to the great room. It was furnished with beautiful wood tables and comfortable looking sofas and chairs. To the right was a massive roll of glass doors leading out onto the patio. Bo came up behind us with a tray of fruit and invited us to follow him. As we rounded a half wall we saw another part of the pool that was not visible from the great room. Karl was there, standing near a table with a drink in his hand. Sitting in a lounge chair was a blonde woman and boy was she stunning. Not because she was topless, but because she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She stood up and Candy and I stepped closer. Karl introduced us to Anna. Anna boobs jiggled as she shook Candy's and my hands. Her body had the most beautiful tan one has ever seen. Even though she was wearing a white bikini bottom, some how I deducted that part of her would be tan too. She sat back down and swooped her long blonde hair back over to the side of her head. Karl offered us chairs and drinks, which we immediately started sipping on. I felt we had some catching up to do. Karl outlined this weeks coming events. In other words, a party every night and sunning naked bodies during the day. The four of us had dinner at the pool that evening, Bo serving every course in the best waiters tradition. When the table was cleared Bo came back with a cart full of juices and liquors, but he did leave. Instead of leaving, Bo took off his shoes and sat down with us. He poured us all drinks and one for himself. We sipped and made casual conversation. At around midnight, Anna stood and said she wanted to have a swim before going to bed. She walked out to the edge of the pool and walked down the steps into the water. Watching Anna's beautiful bikini ass stepping slowly down into the pool transfixed me into an erotic state. I wanted to follow her into the water, I wanted to feel her swollen breasts in my hands, and I wanted to fuck her. But before my fantasy was finished, Bo stood. Bo's shirt was unbuttoned and dropped onto his chair. Then Bo unclasped his trouser and let them fall to his feet. He wasn't wearing underwear. He stepped out of his pants and lifted them onto his chair. He walked towards the pool with his cock dangling between his legs. Bo's cock was not like Karl's; it was about my size but longer. I looked over at Candy; she looked at me and winked while shaking her head in a positive way. We both wanted Bo's cock. We watched Bo's black body swim under the surface of the water towards Anna. Anna stood her place as Bo swam between her legs and came up behind her. Bo's hands reached around the front and grasp Anna's boobs. Anna reached around with her hand and grabbed Bo's cock. They fondled each other a few moments before Bo swiveled her around to face him. Bo reached under water and removed Anna's bikini bottoms. My eyes were fixated on Bo's hand as he dropped her bottoms in the water to float half submerged beside them. With a swirl in the water Anna's feet and legs wrapped around Bo's waist. He held onto her while she positioned his cock at her entrance. Bo thrust his hips forward in a powerful way, sending ripples of water back towards us. Anna cried out in pleasure from being so forcefully entered. Anna held onto Bo's neck and using her body to ride his cock up and down into her cunt. My cock had enlarged fully and was uncomfortable in my swim trunks. I lifted the waistband away from my stomach allowing my cock to stretch out. I looked at Candy; she was covering her pussy with both of her hands. I'm sure she was digging the tips of her fingers though her bikini fabric onto her clit. Karl seemed as though he was lost in thought, watching Anna and Bo. Finally, Karl stood. He said to us, "Are you ready to join them for a bedtime swim?" Karl's shirt and pants were left on the chair. I did the same. Candy's two-piece bikini fell on top of my clothing. She took my hand and led me to the pool steps. We walked down into the water holding each other's hands. When we were waist deep, Candy turned towards me and flattened her breasts against my check. Our lips came together and our tongues danced a sexy dance together. Candy drew back and whispered into my ear, " I love you Daddy. I want you to fuck me first tonight. " With that said, she grabbed my neck and jumped up onto me, wrapping her legs around my middle. Holding one hand on her ass, I used the other hand to guide my cock it to her. Just as I thought, Bo and gotten her pussy wet enough that I immediately slid in. We fucked slowly. Candy was covering my face with her kisses of passion, but I wanted her mouth. Finally, our lips met again and our tongues bathed in each other mouth. The feeling of having your tongue and cock in your daughter is overwhelming. I could hear and feel Candy orgasm beginning to climb out of her body. She held me tightly and bit down on my shoulder as she released. My cock twitched and spat its juices towards Candy's cervix. I could sense my sperm swimming up inside of her cervix looking for an egg to impregnate. Quickly I pulled my cock from her and hoped the pool water would wash away that previous thought. "May I have Candy now", Karl said over my shoulder, where he must have been standing, watching me make love to my daughter. "I,,I,,guess it is your turn Karl", I managed to stutter out, not really ready to give my loved one up, just yet. Karl came over to Candy and took her in his arms. They kissed deeply as I stood close by watching. For some reason I felt weird just standing there watching and started to move away when Candy said, "Don't go away Daddy, come here please." The three of us, Candy, Karl and I began kissing each other's face all at the same time in a close net group. I felt Karl's hand on my cock. Candy was rubbing my nipple that was closest to her. As my lips went from Candy's back to Karl's their individual tastes disappeared and we all started tasting the same. Our smells and body fluids are now one. The three-way kiss broke up when Karl lifted Candy's onto his frame. With my gizz inside of Candy, Karl had no trouble entering Candy's tight pussy. There rhythm was slow and deliberate. Karl pulled my cock towards his ass and rubbed my cock head on his ass cheek. He and I had never talked about this before, but I took it as a sign I was to enter him. I fingered Karl's hole, it was obvious he had lubricated his ass prior to this encounter. I moved my hips in closer to his body. Karl's legs spread open and he squatted down while still balancing Candy in his arms. I took my cock in my hand and wiggled my self around his rose bud spreading him lube onto my cock head. I pushed slightly, but felt resistance. I pushed harder and found my cock head passing through his ring and into his channel. I held onto Karl's hips and looked down at Candy's feet locked behind his back. I began thrusting as Karl was backing from Candy's cunt. The timing was not perfect; never the less we were all interlocked in sex. Candy exploded with her orgasm, repeatedly saying, "I'm cuming, I'm cuming." The three of us were having difficulties standing in the water as we forcefully banged our bodies together. Karl said, "Lets move towards the steps." He sat Candy down on the middle step, where just her breasts where out of the water. Karl knelt down in front of her, leaned over and reinserted himself into her pussy. Karl reached back and slapped his ass indicating to me to fuck him more. I moved in behind Karl again and plugged him. I felt high and felt exhaustion from the long day. I pounded Karl's ass, as hard and as fast as I could. I wanted to cum and then rest. Karl started tightening his sphincter muscles milking my cock. My thrusts stopped as I stood there keeping my balance by holding onto Karl's hip bones while my cock leaked cum into his dark hot hole. I stepped back and popped my cock from Karl's hole, then I made my way to the steps beside my daughter. I sat next to Candy while she was being pleasured by Karl's massive, monster cock. Candy's eyes were closed but she was breathing heavily. I knew she was enjoying the fuck with Karl. Both Candy's and Karl's breathing changed. Their humping rhythm slowed also. Candy started sucking air with short shallow breaths. Karl held completely still. I knew what he was doing by holding still, he was allowing his cock to twitch and squirt into Candy's cunt where she might feel his cum splashing onto her inter vaginal walls. Then the two of them held each other tightly enjoying the post orgasm feelings. I looked to my right, there sitting on the edge of the pool with their legs dangling in the water was Anna and Bo, watching us. They stood up and as they did Anna clasp her hand over the bottom of her pussy as they walked to the end of the pool. Anna walked right over to Candy and stood above her saying, "Karl can make a girl feel good uh?" Candy opened her eyes and looked up and smiled. She just shook her head, yes. Then I noticed Candy lick her lips repeatedly while looking up at Anna. Anna step over Candy's head and removed her hand from under her pussy. For a second, nothing happened. Then, ever so slowly the cum from Bo's cock started to run from Anna's pussy and drip down onto Candy's face. I was amazed as I watched Candy position her open mouth under Anna's cunt trying to catch the streaming cum flowing out of it. I glanced around and noticed Bo and Karl were watching also. I yawned. Karl looked at me and yawned. I told everyone goodnight and then looked at Candy. Candy was quick saying; "I'll be there soon Daddy." I stated for the great room doors when Karl cut me off. "Please follow me, I know the short cut." He led me down a short path to another door, it was to my room. The two of us entered, Karl turned on a light for me. "Don't worry about your swim trunks", Karl reminded me, then added, "We don't wear much around here once we know each other." Karl leaned into me and placed a kiss on my lips and said, "Good night, we'll have more fun tomorrow, uh?" and left my bedroom. I drank a glass of water and waiting for Candy. When she didn't show up I went to the patio door and looked towards the pool. Bo, Anna and Candy were still sitting on the pool steps talking. Guess I was not missing out on anything, so I lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep. Book Store Stories No. 08 I could feel myself trying to wake up. Some how, I knew I was in a strange place and in a strange bed. I could feel and smell the difference. Yet, I could not identify these smells and the air currents that where swirling around my head. My eyes would not open. What is wrong with me? I was feeling pleasure and started thinking I must be in a hospital under anesthesia. Though the pleasure was so nice, I didn't care where I was. Then I heard a voice, a voice that I recognized. It was Candy, my lovely and sexy daughter. At the very thought of her in my dazed brain, I felt even more pleasure, knowing she was close by. Then I heard giggling. I tried to open my eyes to the blinding light, slowly with lots of blinking. The sensations that were giving me the feelings of pleasure, they where coming from my cock. Then, it dawned on me. I was on the island, in Karl's villa with my daughter Candy. I lifted my head and looked down at my not so privates. There was Candy, holding my hardon and our newfound friend Anna licking it like a Popsicle. Anna is unbelievable, because of her radiant beauty and kinkiness. We had met Anna yesterday when Karl took us out to the pool. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Now, she was in bed with me. I'm a very lucky man. I smiled and relaxed, hoping they would continue. Now I was thinking about Anna, that I must acquire a taste for Anna later. The two of us have to fuck before we leave this island paradise. When I was fully awake the two sweet women who had by toying with my cock sat up at the foot of my bed. Candy said, "Wake up Daddy, get dressed we have breakfast waiting for you." Scratching my head and rubbing my eyes I mumbled, "I hope you have lots of coffee" Anna stood up and said, "Martin, I will go and get you a cup of coffee and bring it to you while you shower." She then walked towards the patio door; Anna was topless with tanned skin, long blonde hair flowing over her shoulders and around her waist was sheer white fabric tied in a knot that flowed down to just above her knees. This fabric didn't hide her body underneath; it accented her beautiful radiance instead. Candy took my hand and pulled on me trying to move me faster to the bathroom. Finally my feet touched the floor and I felt somewhat alive. The long flight yesterday, the alcohol and the exhausting sex had brought my energy to zero late last night. Yet, there hanging on me was morning wood. Candy giggled at the sight of my bobbing cock as I walked towards the bathroom. "I showered already Daddy, I'll meet you at the pool, hurry now." With those orders punched out, Candy left in swirl of yellow fabric that was loosely wrapped around the lower part of her body, her smaller pert breasts wiggling in the air. I turned on the shower and stepped in. Karl's shower was magnificent. No doors, no shower curtain, just an "L" shaped wall. The shower spray head was directly overhead coming out of the ceiling. I walked underneath the cascading warm water. It felt like heaven. I took the soap from the dish and lathered my body. My morning wood had finally dissipated, yet as I washed my cock, I felt alive and ready for this new day. Anna had brought me my coffee as promised. I had completely forgotten that she had sought after the morning java for me. That is until she stepped into the shower holding the cup and saucer of coffee, stark naked. Then I remembered. She reached for my lathered cock, grabbing it, she pulled me out from under the showerhead and handed me the coffee cup. "Drink it," she commanded me. I took the cup and saucer from her and lifted the cup to my lips. The coffee was dark, rich and warm to my lips and mouth, it tasted divine. I looked into Anna's eyes and she smiled at me and said, "I hear you like to fuck a girl's ass every once in a while." Anna reached for the cup of coffee and took it from me; She then disappeared around the corner of the shower but returned immediately. She pushed me back under the showerhead and kissed me deeply on the lips. With large wet breasts pressed tightly between us, the soap on my body instantly made her naked skin slick against mine. Our kiss lasted awhile. Long enough, that I was as hard as a rock once again. Anna knew it too. She broke off from the dripping wet faced kiss and turned herself around. Anna bent over, exposing her bottom to me. She reached behind her and pulled both of her perfectly tanned butt cheeks apart and commanded, "Fuck me Martin." I like to please the ladies you know, so I took my wet cock in my right hand and stepped near Anna's rear entry. I pointed myself at her back door and pushed hard. Anna gasped and took a half step forward with my beastly thrust. Her palms flattened against the wet tile wall as she braced herself. Anna spoke to me in a deep raspy voice, "I'm ready Baby, bang the hell out of my ass." I pushed the rest of the way into Anna's butt. She was tight around my cock. She felt good. It was exciting for me, to have another woman on the end of my cock. Anna was a wet dream come true. She radiated beauty and sexuality. She carried herself with an air of respectability, as other's just stared at her beauty. But now she was banging back at me, burying my cock deep in her ass. I reached around Anna and grabbed both of her boobs. They were real. I had expected implants as I squeezed them. "Pinch my nipples", she hissed at me as she pushed hard against the wall. I stood as close as I could and humped upwards driving my cock deep. My breathing became rapid and I was now standing on my toes. I said, "I'm going to cum!" Anna held still as I squirted into her hot hole. I felt my cock pulsating against her anal muscles. We both held still for a few moments as we caught our breath. Anna stood upright and my cock pulled out of her. She turned around and took the soap and washed my cock. When rinsed of the soap, she held it her hand. Using one fingertip she touched my little cock hole and took from it, a drip of my cum. Anna applied my cum to both of her lips, then leaned towards me kissed goodbye. Later I went to the pool and found Karl and Candy at the table and chairs eating fruits. Bo, the young black man who runs the house and fucks Anna in the pool, brought me more coffee, leaving me the warming pot. He asked if I cared breakfast. I shook my head yes and said, I need protein, lots of protein. Bo laughed and said, "Eggs?" I smiled and again shook my head yes. Bo disappeared. "Well Daddy, Karl has a big day planned for us" Candy said to me, she continued, "We'll drive over to the resort and have dinner and watch the sunset. Then, when the darkness sets in, Karl says there will be lots to explore." "Explore," I repeat to them. Karl cuts into the conversation now, "Yes Martin, explore. You'll find exotic locations and peoples to explore there after dark. There is even an Adult Book Store, but it's much nicer than the one the three of us met in." "Sounds like a lot of fun, I just hope I have the energy for this." I said. "Daddy, come on. You have lots of sexual energy, besides I'll watch after you." Candy tells me directly with a wink of her eye. "OK, I'm all yours Honey" I say to my daughter. Candy now laughs, "Oh but Daddy, I want to share you with the others and I'm hoping you'll share me too." I closed my eyes and shake my head in the affirmative. Deep in side I know I'm getting more and more jealous of others fucking Candy, yet I know her and I are a package deal. We play together and with others. But wait a minute. I just fucked Anna's ass without Candy being present. Shit! Um, I had better tell Candy before Anna does. My eggs show up and look delicious. But now I'm worried. Where is Anna? I take two big fork full of the eggs while thinking, I have to tell Candy when breakfast is over. After washing breakfast down with orange juice I ask Candy to come to our room, I had to tell her about Anna. In the room alone with Candy I tell her, "This morning while I was in the shower, Anna came in", I tell her. "I know Daddy, I was there", Candy says. "You were where?" I ask, of Candy. "I was sitting on the toilette next to the shower, I had come in with Anna with your coffee." Candy told me. "See Daddy, she and I planned it. I must say Daddy you must of pounded her ass good and hard. I could hear the two of you so well, that I was so turned on by listening to your sex, that I had to finger fuck myself." "Good God Candy, I was so worried that I had sex without you being there, I had thought I had violated a rule or something." I told my daughter. Candy replied with a chuckle, "Daddy there are no silly sex rules with us, except one. It's that we have to love each other the most." "Honey, you know I do love you. I guess I love you exclusively." I said. Candy smiled and pulled off the wrap that covered her hips and let it fall to the floor. She stood before me totally nude. She had been working on her tan since we had arrived and it showed. She was golden. I took Candy to our bed. I lowered her down onto the white sheet and spread her legs. Her pussy was shaved smooth and a golden brown like the rest of her body. There on one of her inter lips glistened, a drop of her dew. My tongue lapped up her juices as her hands held my head against her body. "Stop Daddy, fuck me now" Candy whispered to me. I moved up facing Candy. She lifted her knees angling her pussy for my entry into her love box. I slowly lowered my body down onto hers. My cock was guided to the magic spot by Candy's hand. I pushed her lips open and entered her. She felt so good. I just wanted to lie there a few moments and kiss her lips and make love to her. But, Candy was ready to fuck me. She humped her hips upward forcing my cock deeper. "Daddy fuck me real slow, I want to remember you for ever like this." She said to me. I slowly pulled my cock out then slowly pushed it back in. It felt good for me also. She was a little extra slick this morning, my cock glided in and out of her canal with a softness that is unimaginable. Candy was cuming for me, um, so quick to day; I wonder what had her revved up. "Oh Daddy it feels so good with you inside of me. Cum with me now Daddy, please cum now." I squirted my cum for the second time his morning. I filled Candy's cunt with my gizz and then lay still for some moments. I could feel Candy having her little after waves of orgasms under my body. She quivered ever so softly sending a satisfactory pleasure signal to me, for a job well done. Candy is so loving during these moments. It almost makes me cry to write about her now. I fell back to sleep. It was a short nap; Bo came and collected me for lunch. Sex and food, it seems that is all that happens here in Karl's villa. I kind of like that, if I could just get few more hours of sleep in. Lunch was served in the house. The dining table was just a few steps from the patio and pool area; never the less we were shaded from the noontime hot sun. It was a delicious meal, light, yet filling. As we sat back and had our wine Karl outlined his plans for us this evening. After that Karl wanted Candy, Anna and I to follow him. We walked down a hallway and the further we went the light became more and more dimmer. Where was Karl taking us that were so far away from the main area of the house? We stopped at this heavy dark wooden door. Karl produced a key and unlocked the latch and then pushed the door open. Darkness was the first thing I saw. We followed Karl into the room and as out eyes adjusted to the darkness, I found we had entered the ultimate sexual playroom. There was a table, filled with dildos and vibrators. There were leather restraints, whips and cuffs hanging on the wall. And in the very center of the room, were two sex swings, hanging from the ceiling. Each swing attached to the ceiling by a common beam, at the top of the swing were rollers that could separate the two sex swings or bring them together. "Who wants to go first?" asked Karl. Anna immediately said, "We do", and pulled Candy towards one swing. I watched as she led Candy to the swing, and then proceeded to undress my daughter. The two girls got right into it as the kissed each other and crushed their boobs and pelvis against each other. Karl and I just watched the two of them as they taunted us with their sexual display. I felt my groin ache and my cock enlarging as the two nymphs played. Karl stepped up close behind me, so close that I felt his enormous cocks pushing on my ass. His hands came around to my chest, stopped at my nipples long enough to harden them, then moved lower to my now hard cock. "Let's get undressed" Karl said. He started removing his clothing. I unbuttoned and pulled off my shirt, all the time thinking that Karl will not fuck my ass. I unbuckled my trousers and let them drop to the floor and looked up to see Karl with a full erection. His cock looked like a baseball bat! "Climb in to the swing Martin." Karl demanded of me. Reluctantly, I did it. The swing was quite comfortable, supporting my legs, butt, back and shoulders. I slowly swung to and fro. Karl slowly walked around to my head and leaned over my body and took my cock in his mouth. As Karl played with my penis, I looked over at the girls. Candy was in the swing like me, but Anna was licking her pussy from in between her legs. Candy was holding the upright straps with a tight grip as her orgasms had started. As the four of us were really beginning to be overly aroused, Bo walked in. He stopped to kiss Candy on her mouth then patted Anna's bottom as he walked by her. He came over to were Karl and I where. "Care to join us Bo?" asked Karl. I watched as Bo pulled off his shirt and dropped his trousers onto the floor. His cock was just starting to harden. Karl was still sucking on my cock, but I was no were near cuming yet. My eyes were too busy watching all the sexual activity around me. My eyes were fully adjusted to the dim lighting of the room, so I could plainly see all of it. Bo, walked over to the table with the dildos and picked up an anal plug. Then I watched him as he spread a lubricant all over the soft rubber. I was shocked when Bo stepped in between my legs with that butt plug in his hand. His finger reached out and touched my anus, sending quivers of excitement through my body like an electric charge. Bo inserted his greasy finger into me, than another, spreading me wider. After a moment of play he pulled out of me. I saw him squirt a small amount of lube on to the tip of anal plug. I held my breath when the tip of the plug touched my hole. Bo looked at me and smiled. I nodded my head up and down. I was ready. Bo slowly pushed the butt plug into my ass, spreading my hole wide enough for the largest part of it to pass through. Then my hole closed down on the neck of this toy of perversion. My cock was very hard now. During this, Karl moved over with Anna and Candy. It was just Bo and I together. Bo pulled my swing over beside the other swing, the one with Candy in it. Candy and I were now shoulder to shoulder. She looked at me and smiled. I knew she loved this room. Yes it was special, but yet I yearned for the ol' bookstore back home. Candy let out a gasp and Karl plugged his enormous cock into her. Their swing started rocking and Candy reached out for a strap on my swing and said, "Come with me Daddy". I leaned over and grabbed hold of her swing strap and then kissed my lovely daughter's lips. Candy took hold of my head and face and held onto it, kissing me while Karl fucked her. My cock was aching to be ejaculated. As I rocked in the swing holding onto my daughter's straps, Karl's cock was propelling back and forth with the rhythm that lovers make. Candy cried out in pleasure, Karl was causing her to orgasm, over and over. Candy's face pulled away from mine, as she was lost in her own feelings of sexual pleasure. First I felt the movement of my swing, I turned to look as Bo helped Anna place herself onto my pelvic area. Bo lowered the swing allowing Anna's toes to touch the floor as she straddled me. With a sheepish grin on her face Anna said, "Now, I want your cum in this hole Martin." Anna pushed my dick up inside of her pussy with a whoosh of air and body fluids. Her hair flowed over my face as she rocked on my cock. I felt the swing moving upwards, Bo was pulling it upwards to where Anna's feet where off the floor. The swing was moving freely now as Anna ground her cunt into my frame. First I felt the pulling, then a small amount of pain as Bo pulled out the anal plug from my butt. I held my breath, as I knew what was coming next. Thankfully Bo had greased the tip of his cock before sending it down my dark anal hole. The butt plug had done its job in relaxing my anal muscles. I was in overdrive, sexually. No way around it, I was loosing my grip on the straps as my mind and body drove down the orgasm trail. Anna was riding me and hanging on to the straps. I watched Bo's black hands come around to the front of her body. He grasp her nipples and pinched them. Then, Bo's hands flowed slowly down her stomach to her pussy. I felt his fingertips touching my cock as he spread Anna's pussy lips open and rubbed her clit as my cock flowed in and out of her. Watching this caused my cock cut loose with my jizz, filling Anna's cunt. I have no idea when Bo had cum; it had to have been close to the rest of us as I felt his cock shrinking in my ass. I looked over at Candy. She was well satisfied, with a pool of cum on the floor under her. Karl stood to the side, taking in the view he had masterminded. We where all here and completely satisfied, along with him. Anna climbed off of my body, down onto the floor. She said, "Martin, you have cum all over you, I'll clean you up a bit." First she took my deflating cock and swallowed it whole. She locked her lips tight around it and sucked my cum from my skin. I looked down at Anna, she was smiling as her tongue licked some of the cum off her lips. Then with some amazement, she began licking my ass hole. Now that send shivers up my spine. Something about anal stimulation really turns me on. Being rimming is one of my favorite things. "Daddy, will you eat me out when Anna is finished cleaning you up?" Candy said to me. "Come over here now Baby, I'm low enough in this swing that you can sit on my face." I replied back. Candy did come over; Bo adjusted the height of my swing to accommodate her pussy to be right over my head. I stuck me tongue into my daughter cunt and tasted her and Karl's fluids. Candy's clit was over sensitive to my touch, as every time I flicked it with my tongue she lurched. Anna finished my rimming. I felt her move around behind Candy. I felt Candy twisting around, so I peeked upwards. The two girls were kissing again and just as passionate as before. Bo, stepped over and got into the mix. His big black hands spread all over the girls tanned tits as they kissed. I continued eating Candy's pussy the best I could, there was a lot of movement of bodies' overhead so it was difficult to keep my face in between her pussy lips. I heard Anna say, "Fuck her Bo, right there while her father eats her." Candy ran her hands down my chest to my stomach, as Bo bent her over to enter her. I felt Bo's hard cock move my tongue out of his way and it climbed into my daughter cunt, as his hands grasp her hipbones. The swing was swinging once again, as I held onto the upright straps. Bo was pounding Candy cunt at a fierce pace. I tired to lick what ever was available to me over my face, which was pretty much everything. I heard a scream. Thinking it was Candy I stopped licking and listened. It was Anna's scream. Her and Karl where fucking on the floor. Anna's legs were draped over Karl's shoulders, as he must have been splitting her small body wide open with his monster cock. Book Store Stories No. 08 "Here Daddy, more cum for you." said Candy. Bo's wet cock fell out of her pussy and momentary rested onto my face. Candy once again positioned her cunt directly over my open mouth to let the cum drip out of her and into my waiting mouth. With all of us exhausted we retired to the swimming pool for a refreshing dip. Their Karl out lined once again for tonight's activities. "Daddy, we are going to have so much fun, I can hardly wait." Candy told me. I stood and said to everyone present, "I'm going to take a nap so I'll have plenty of energy for tonight." I walked down the patio to the entrance to my room and quickly feel asleep. Book Store Stories No. 09 I felt the edge of the bed dip down and then a warm damp hand shake my shoulder that brought me out of my afternoon nap. When my eyes opened I saw Bo sitting on the bed next to me. He was looking into my eyes and smiling. "Martin, it's time to wake up and go to the big hotel for dinner." Bo said to me in his quiet voice. "OK, I'll take a quick shower first." I told Bo, remembering that a few hours ago I ate his cum out of my daughter's pussy. Bo left the bedroom leaving me alone. My daughter Candy and I had arrived here on the island paradise a few days earlier to meet with our friend Karl. We had met Karl back in our hometown at the adult bookstore that we frequented often to have our incest sex, in what some would call, a kinky place. No doubt, we made it even kinkier. Karl's island beachfront home was located near the resort that yearly hosted a large hedonist group. We were heading to that event tonight, so I had taken a short nap in order to have the energy and staying power I figured I would need. After my shower I joined Karl, my daughter Candy and Anna who was a gift from the heavens. Anna was another guest of Karl's and I got to fuck this beautiful gem, twice so far. Both girls looked beautiful in their sarongs and thin blouses. Karl, Bo and I wore linen dress pants with button up shirts as we intended to dine at the first class restaurant before the sex party started. The manager, who greeted Karl like his best friend, met us at the hotel's front door. Karl introduced us to him and then he escorted us to our table on the patio over looking the ocean, beach and setting sun. Dinner was delicious, but I keep being distracted by the people in the restaurant and down on the beach. From what I could see there would be a lot of beautiful people here tonight. We all were served a tall cold cocktail as we left the patio; we walked out onto the beach, kicking our shoes off. It was dark now and you could hear the waves crashing onto the beach, it was truly a beautiful night. Candy and I followed Karl and Anna down toward some fire torches burning next to grass-topped huts. There, the huts contained a mass of bodies, all dancing to music. We stepped up under the roof and got into the swing of things. Karl and Anna started dancing. Candy and I did also. As we worked our way into the mass of bodies I found that within the interior of the mass most of them were naked. I watched as Candy slowly gyrated a seductive dance while unbuttoning her blouse. She was braless and well tanned underneath and I watched as her small hands cupped her breasts then squeeze them. Candy danced closer to me and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall off of my shoulder as she pressed her boobs against my chest sending shivers of excitement through my body. I felt my cock being aroused once again by my daughter. Other people pressed around us, their heat could be felt. I felt the swinging bodies of the other dancers touching my back and hips with their soft wet skin. "Hi Sweetie" an unknown woman said to us just before she licked my upper arm and moved away while laughing. She was totally nude and walked into group of men with hard cocks and taunted them with her seductive dance. Karl motioned us to follow them off of the dance floor. "We have a special invitation tonight to be some of the first to this new event." Karl said to us as we walked across the sand. Ahead I could see a tall fence with the glow of red light emitting from it. As we rounded the corner and into the compound there it was, I felt at home now. A beachfront Adult Book Store with the necessary red XXX sign over the front door. "Oh daddy, look!" exclaimed Candy. Karl pulled the door open and the air-conditioned coolness was felt over out upper bodies as we stepped into the "store". As my eyes adjusted I immediately noticed there was no clerk smoking a cigarette behind the counter. There were a number of dark hallways leading off into the building. I could hear giggling and laughter coming out of the darkness. I was ready to join them. I took Candy's hand and led her down one of the halls into the complete darkness. I could feel their presence yet I could not see the bodies that I touched me. Someone found my free hand and pulled on it. Candy and I were pulled though a heavy curtain and into a room where the monitor glowed blue and pink. An erotic video gave off just enough light to see around the room. A young very dark skinned woman fondled my cock through my trousers. Two other hands came from behind me and unfastened my pants, pulling them down and off of my feet. I stood there with my cock pointing out. The dark skinned woman took me into her mouth. All this time I had kept hold of Candy's hand. She pulled free of me and was being undressed by two dark skinned women to my side. With Candy and I fully exposed now, the dark skinned women led us into the adjoining room. It was a little darker than the video room but you could still see. In the middle of the room was a raised bed with a crisp white sheet covering the mattress. The ladies led us to the step up next to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed with Candy sitting beside me. We both looked at each other wondering what was in store for us. The curtain at the foot of the bed opened and people started entering the room, they surrounded the bed that Candy and I where on. There were men and woman and they where totally nude, like us. A woman stepped forward and spoke to me. "Will you make love to her and let us watch please?" Candy's arm wrapped around my neck and she pulled me backwards to where I was laying down next to her. She kissed me on the lips and then whispered into my ear, "Let's give them a show Daddy, this is really exciting for me. All those people and so close to us." I pushed off of Candy and positioned myself between her legs. She pulled her knees toward her chest exposing her pussy to me. I pulled her lips open and licked her. I heard some gasps coming from the gallery of watchers. Candy raised her hips after hearing the encouragement and I dove deeper with my tongue. Even though I could not understand the different languages being spoken from all around us I understood it. They were being aroused by out display of incest. Oh, I'm sure they really didn't know that we were father and daughter, but I was proud that they thought I was taking care of this young woman in an admirable way and I'm sure some had the thought of incest in their mind. I was indeed a lucky father. Candy was flaying around as she begged for me to fuck her. She was near orgasm and wanted me in her. I climbed up next to her and whispered into her ear to climb on top of me. I was fully aware that the others would feast on Candy's lovely body as she quivered with an orgasm in full view. Candy's knees where placed on either side of me and she lowered her wet pussy down taking me inside of her. She began rocking back and forth while she looked around at the faces looking at her. Then she looked at me and blew me a kiss. I reached up and took her breasts into my hands and began bucking my hips up to match Candy's rhythm. Then I felt the wetness hit my arm. I looked left and there was a man leaning forward with his cock in his hand, he had just ejaculated onto me. My gaze circled around the bed, there were other's jacking off also. Indeed almost everyone there was still watching us, yet some how they were engaging in sex themselves all the while their eyes on Candy and I. Some women were toying with their own clits, others were fondling the person next to them, but one couple, a woman and man had began fucking with him entering her from the backside. Yet every one of them was focused on us. We were their live porn movie. The moaning became louder as others started having their personal orgasm. More cum hit my body as men squirted Candy and me with their love. Candy herself was cuming now, her fingers had gripped my upper arms as she shuttered. I felt myself reaching a climax. I pumped only long enough to insure a complete orgasm; then held my body still, to feel myself squirt into my daughter's pussy. Soon, others joined us on the bed. Some of them licked cum from my arms and legs. Others kissed Candy's back and buttocks as she clung exhausted on top me. When Candy moved to my side she held onto my hand. A few others's moved in between our legs to clean us of our love juices. Men and women both licked each of us for a few minutes. The dark skinned beauties reappeared with lightweight white robes for Candy and I. We wrapped up we were escorted out of the hall into a cool room with drinks. Karl and Anna joined us, also dressed in the white robes. "Did you two enjoy that?" Karl asked. Anna chimed in saying that they did the same thing as us. Candy sipping on the drink, shook her head yes. I said I to had enjoyed the others watching so closely and feeling their orgasms squirting me while I fucked Candy. Karl said a guy jumped up on the bed and wanted to fuck his ass as he fucked Anna. But he was led away by some others so they could finish. After our refreshments Karl led us out of the hallway and turned a corner down into another dark hall. After a few steps down this new hall I recognized the sounds. Candy squeezed my hand with the same acknowledgement. There we doors on both sides here with the sounds of cheap porn videos playing within each door. We walked to the end of the hall where the four of us entered the video preview room. With the movie already playing there was light enough for us to see the room layout. The room was larger than most, yet still small enough to be intimate. There were bench seats on each side of the room and with glory holes on each of the walls at the end of the bench this was the place to be. Anna attacked me. Her hand grabbed my balls as her mouth covered mine in a tongue diving kiss. Her other hand went down my back, past my waist to my buttocks. She didn't stop there, her finger wiggled its way into my ass as her pussy ground against my legs. She pushed me backwards and I knew what she had in mind. She let go of my balls with her one hand but kept fingering my ass. With her free hand Anna reached into the glory hole and pulled another cock back onto our side. She squirted out some lube from the on the wall dispenser and layered they guys cock with slickness. Anna pulled her finger out of my ass and positioned it over the glory hole where the wet cock was waiting to enter me. She sat on the edge of the bench and helped guide the cock to my opening. As the strangers cock wiggled it's way down my dark passage Anna dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. With the slow rhythm of the guys cock going in and out of me it gave Anna the chance to lick my cock head and to circle her tongue around it before swallowing it whole. When she was fully satisfied with her arrangement of hooking us two guys up, she stood. Anna kissed my lips leaving my senses with my musky cock odor. Breading away from the kiss Anna again squired some lube out and greased my cock with it. Anna was now ready to be part of a short daisy chain. She bent over exposing herself to me. I took my wet cock and guided it to her little pink rose. I touched the cock head to the smooth rosebud and she immediately bloomed for me. My cock dove home down her canal. I held onto her hips as they guy behind me did all the thrusting for us all. Cuming less than a half hour ago I knew I would last awhile. The guys behind me pulled out. I have no idea if he had cum or not. Never the less he was replaced. Thankfully by a smaller cock this time. The guy slipped right in, I figured the other guy did shoot his load into me, as I was really slick. I was enjoying all of my sensations. I relaxed and reached for Anna's boobs. I grabbed them and started hammering her ass. I looked over at Candy and Karl who where on the bench across from us. Candy had sat on Karl's cock and was gently rocking her hips while she and Karl shared a glory hole cock sucking adventure together. It was a sight to see Candy pushing Karl's face away from the guys cock so she could taste it. It was a very fun evening. We all made it back to Karl's before daybreak, barely. None of us had all of the clothes that we wore to dinner. Candy and I feel into our bed for some sleep. It was one in the afternoon before I awoke. I got up, shaved and showered. Candy was sipping coffee with Anna when I came out of the bathroom. It was Candy's turn and off she went to get cleaned up. Candy asked, "What time is your flight". I replied, three forty five. " I really hate to see you two go," Candy said. "Yes, I feel the same way", it's been very nice being here with you and Karl. "Karl will be leaving here soon also, I'll be house sitting for him, Bo and I. You could come back anytime." She said. Candy and I arrived back at the car in the airport parking lot late that evening. We drove home, not all that excited about being there. But we had to be, my wife and Candy's mother was there. She thought we had been camping for the last few days. Things returned to the norm that next week. I went back to work and Candy started her new job, things were normal once again. My wife kept on driving down to see her parents every other weekend, giving Candy and I the freedom of being lovers in our own home. Then two months later Candy called me at the office. "Daddy, meet me at the Adult Book Store after work, please." As I'm always horny for her pussy, I said "OK". After we fucked in the dark confines of the booth that afternoon Candy tuned up the volume on the video. Standing there naked with my cum dripping out of her she whispered into my ear, "Daddy I'm pregnant." I was shocked. "Whose baby?" was all I could say. She shrugged her shoulders. "It happened two months ago, while at Karl's" she said. "What are you going to do?" I asked. "I'm leaving town Daddy. Anna and Karl have invited me to live and work on the island as long as I want. So I'm going. And I'm going to have the baby and I'm praying it's yours Daddy." Book Store Whore I never considered myself gay, but neither did I have that instinctive revulsion to it that most guys I know seemed to have. I just figured folks do what they like. And I liked girls. I had a few, nothing unusual, some blow jobs, normal old sex, and I got married and that was pretty much my sex life. Then I was at the gym one day. I like to take a steam after I work out, so I was in the steamroom, really almost half asleep. The guy walked in, a little bigger than me, maybe 6'2', a little more muscular. And he sat down directly across from me. I didn't think anything about it at first, but then I realized he was starring straight at me. I looked back at first, figuring he'd knock it off, but he didn't, so I looked away. It was making me pretty uncomfortable. I thought I should just get up and walk out, but I didn't. And he kept starring, like he was trying to figure out something about me. And then he got up, dropped his towel, walked over, grabbed my head and shoved his cock in my mouth. And I let him. Just like that. And he fucked my face for a couple minutes, blew his load in my mouth and walked out. I spit his load on the drain in the floor, waiting to leave the steam room because I wanted him to be gone when I went to dress. I couldn't figure out what the hell had happened. Also, I couldn't figure out why my cock was rock hard. I didn't see him in the locker room. So I changed, and I walked out. But he was waiting by the door. Again, he didn't say anything. He just took my phone off my belt, popped it open, put the number in his own phone, and said "I'll call." I thought about changing my number. I didn't. Over the next few weeks, he called a few times. First, I went to his place. Then he came to mine. He used my mouth. He used my ass. And I let him. Yesterday morning, he called and said he was horny. But he couldn't host yesterday, and neither could I. So he told me he wanted me to meet him at the Denmark – and adult book store on not far from the gym where we met. It has some booths in the back. I'd been there sometimes as a teenager, watched movie, jacked off. I told him the booths there were really cramped, and usually really dirty. He told me we weren't using the booths, he was going to do me right out in the hallway – and that I was going to do anyone else who wanted to use me, too. In fact, I was going to put the ad up on Craigslist so people would now to come. This excited me. But it also scarred the shit out of me, frankly. But I put the ad up, and I showed up at 12:45 as scheduled. I had told people who responded to the ad what I would be wearing, and I gave them my stats. When I first got there, I didn't see the guy yet, but a couple of guys were definitely giving me the eye, and I knew they must be the ones from the ad. It felt very exciting and degrading to have them looking at me and knowing that I had volunteered to take all cummers in this skanky hole. Then my bud showed up. He grabbed the front of my shirt as he walked past and dragged me around a corner to a dark corner with several booths in it and shaved me to my knees. The guys who had been watching me followed along. He didn't say anything, just got his cock out and grabbed my head in both hands and crammed it down my throat. He held my head still and pumped his cock in and out. He has got a huge fucking cock – mine is 8" and fairly thick, and his is only one of the only ones I've run into that's bigger – and it is much bigger – especially thicker. So I'm gagging pretty good. These guys who are watching just stand there at first. Then one of them gets his cock out and walks right up by me, stroking it. My bud pulls out, turns my head toward the other guy, and shoves it down his cock. This cocks was more average, so it went all the way in easily. Then the other guy got his cock out, a longer, but sort of skinny cock, and my bud started moving my head from one cock to the other. Then he told me to stand up. I did. He moved behind me and shoved my head back down so I could keep sucking. I felt him reaching around in front of me, undoing my belt, then my pants, and pulling them all the way down to my ankles. I heard him tear open a condom package, Now, he's fucked me before, but like I said, he is huge, so it usually takes a while for him to work in. Not this time. He said "brace yourself, bitch." He shoved himself all the way in in one vicious thrust. It hurt like hell. I mean really hurt. I screamed around the cock that was in my mouth, but that muffled it pretty good. He started ramming away in my ass – and it still hurt for the first several thrusts before I was finally loosened up. As he did that, the guy I was sucking – it was long, skinny cock at that point, he grabbed my head and really started going to down. Then he tensed up and blew his load in my mouth. He pulled out and the other guy moved right in. I don't like to swallow, so I had this chain of cum and spit drooling off my chin while the other guy started ramming in and out of my mouth and my bud get fucking me from behind. A couple other guys had moved into the hallway at this point, watching. Then a black guy pulled out his cock – another pretty big one, and started stroking. He looked up at the guy fucking me and said "Anybody get to use this bitch?" And my bud said "Help yourself." He moved in beside the guy I was sucking and took one of my hands and wrapped it around his cock, making me stroke him. Then the guy I was sucking blew his load in my mouth and pulled out. The black guy went to stick his cock in my mouth, but my bud said "I'm about to blow and I want him to eat it – you want his ass?" and the black guy said "Hell yes." My bud handed him a condom, which he slid on, then they switched positions. The black guy rammed right in, too, but I was loose at this point, so it didn't hurt. Then he grabbed my hips and started to fuck me violently. My bud pulled off the condom and stuck his cock in my mouth. There were now four other guys lined up behind him. He told them to pick a hole and make a line. Two of them stayed behind him, one of them went around behind the black guy. The black guy started saying "SUCK THAT COCK BITCH" and slapping my ass real hard. My bud finally blew in my mouth – a huge fucking load that was running out both sides of my lips while he kept thrusting in and out. Then he pulled out and a new guy took my mouth. The black guy really started to ram it home and grunt. He came in my ass, then pulled out, took off the condom and dumped his load on my face. The second guy started sticking his cock in my ass, but my bud stopped him, told him he had to suit up, so he put on a condom, and then he fucked my ass. He fucked slower, so he was fucking me the whole time the last two guys used my mouth. After then had both cum, he pulled out and told me to get back on my knees, look up, and open my mouth. I did, and he jacked his load into my mouth and all over my face. There was a skinny guy, just a kid, really, maybe 18 or 19, watching from a little ways off. He had his cock out, stocking it, but he never came over. My bud looked at him and said "You don't want any of this?" and the kid just shook his head. My bud walked over and grabbed him by arm, pulled him over and shoved him to his knees. He told me to stand up. He shoved the kid's face into my cock, but the kid didn't open his mouth, he just knelt there while I rubbed precum on his face. My bud told him "My bitch has been good and you got to enjoy the show. Now you pay. With your mouth or with your ass, your call." Still the kid just knelt there. My bud hauled him to his feet, started working the front of his pants. The kid dropped back to his knees, took my cock in his mouth and started to suck. It only took a minute before I blew down his throat.